There are three beers that I grew fond of in Panama. The Panama, the Balboa, and the Atlas. I enjoyed the Atlas very much.

This night we were having dinner in Panama City and the waiter asks me what I would like to drink. I say "I'll have an Atlas." He didn't understand so I said "Atlas."

He couldn't understand me so he decided to get his manager who spoke better English. She couldn't understand me when I said "Atlas" either.

Bri and Jeff finally said, "She wants an Atlas." And they're like, "Oh, Atlas!"