A no sweets violation?

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Well, I did have a pretty sweet Sunday. I report, you decide.

Does it get any sweeter than that?
Sweets for the sweet from the sweet. We handed out over 200 bags on the Sunday Candy Walk
Let’s get it done!
Keeping Easter Mountain in perspective
The dispensary is open
Marian Hills is next
Minnie Mouse hung out to dry
The temporary bridge was indeed temporary. And now it is gone for good.
We debated whether to wade across the river or take an alternate route. We opted for the latter.
A natural archway on our path
Crossing Bridge #3 kept our feet dry
At the foot of Easter Mountain
The route we walked was right at 6.5K

In the good ol’ days, we hit McDonald’s after the Candy Walk. Those days are gone now, but Swan fed me at home.

A small porkchop and veggies

It wasn’t long before it was time to make the trek to Hideaway Bar for the feeding.

The food ordered from Jewel Cafe has arrived!
The smorgasbord
Another hungry mouth fed

I satisfied my thirst with gin and soda water. Two in an hour, then I paid my tab and headed across the highway for my dinner date at John’s place.

The John’s view
My date has arrived!
The newest item on John’s menu is a shrimp cocktail. We had one for an appetizer. Damn, it was delicious and low-calorie to boot!
Swan had the birria tacos. I resisted the urge to ingest those carbs, but it wasn’t easy. John has the best birria in town.
I opted for the beef bulgogi and wasn’t disappointed.

After two more gin and sodas during our dinner hour at John’s, we moseyed up the highway to enjoy a nightcap at the Green Room. We were there for an hour, enjoying watching the pool players, and I imbibed my final two gin and sodas for the night. That made six in three hours, which seems to be my limit. Nothing untoward happened; I just knew that I’d had enough, and it was time to call it a night. Drinking gin is twice as expensive as beer, but I drink half as much. If my math is correct, cutting out the beer carbs isn’t costing much. A sixty-calorie pudding dessert at home and my sweet Sunday was complete.

Calories in: 1600 Calories burned: 3800

Two years ago, I was walking the streets of Phnom Penh, Cambodia:

Strolling upriver
It felt like a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock movie
It’s a great city

Back in the USA, there’s an election coming this week:

Let’s hope the Kamala trainwreck can be avoided

In today’s YouTube video, Reekay speaks to the skills required to live as an expat successfully. I’ve made it over six years so far. Yeah, there have been some missteps along the way, but luckily, no mishaps. Now, to keep it that way!

Comic time:

I’ll never forget the day the power went out and I was stuck on an escalator for hours.
The dead don’t get offended unless they are woke.
I’ve forgotten most everything I know

So, it’s Hash Monday once again. Vienna Sausage (Guenter) is the Hare and I’ve seen the trail map. I was going to just not go at all today because the trail ends out past the end of Rizal Extension. But Michael will have his car there and I’ve reserved a seat for a ride back to town after the Hash. As for the trail, I didn’t see any good potential shortcuts, so I’ll make my own way. The My Bitch trail will get me to the finish just fine. And yes, beer is the only option at the On-Home, so I’ll get to reacquaint myself with some Zeros. I have to keep count, so I’ll try and drink slow. Full report here tomorrow.

2 thoughts on “A no sweets violation?”

  1. What’s the difference between a misstep and a mishap?

    Good luck with the Hash and with counting the beers.

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