Silvia

I'm 5'5 120lbs. dark haired and have all my teeth. Was raised in Berkeley, Manhattan, and the Republic of Panama. I've always led a nomadic existence, I'm taking a break from the constant travel... for now, and it's been great. When I was 12, Colonel Elvin Brush a retired World War 2 fighter pilot taught me how to fly, and eventually I started to fly for a living. My most exciting and gratifying job, was working as a bush pilot in the Darien Jungle. Life in a corrupt, crazy, lawless third world country was a whole different type of adventure. I caught Dengue fever, survived a plane crash in a banana plantation, an attempted kidnapping. My ex boyfriend, a French diplomat, suspected me of being a CIA operative. Every day we flew an interesting assortment of passengers including missionaries,groups of doctors donating time in the Indian villages, and some shady types... I am sure at least a few guerillas and smugglers. We flew air ambulance and cargo into remote muddy fields and windswept islands in Twin Otters. Got to meet rain forest tribes people, Saw AMAZING wildlife, crocodiles sunning themselves on runways, tapirs, toucans, anteaters, schools of whales, monkeys, giant macaws. We airlifted sick indigenous children to hospitals, It felt good to hear that the babies we rushed to Panama city survived. It just melted my cold, cold heart...