Biking in Panama City. Once upon a time I lived in tropical Panama City, Panama. Enchanted by the looks of wealthier cities in the region, Panama grew too fast, sometimes forgetting who she is. Panama is the place where tradition, heritage and the future go for a ceviche together. The humble bicycle is an improbable - but not impossible - alternative to getting around in a car. When I lived there, and much to my surprise, I discovered that drivers were much more respectful of cyclists than what I expected, based on my experience as a female, catcalled at, pedestrian.