More rockin’ it! | Long Time Gone

Welcome to the club!

The day started off on the wrong foot with an email from my credit union back home saying the power of attorney I’d submitted to enable my daughter to sell my house “has been declined because it doesn’t comply with state requirements.” That was news to the attorney in South Carolina who prepared it. And it means that day trip to Manila and the two hundred bucks I spent to secure the POA at the embassy was for naught. I’ve messaged the credit union for more specifics on the problem, but they have yet to respond.

In other news, the former president of the Philippines, Rodrigo Duterte, has been arrested on a warrant from the International Criminal Court and is on his way to Rotterdam to stand trial. I avoid engaging in political issues here in the PI since I’m a guest in this country. Still, if my Facebook feed is any indication, Filipinos are incensed that the current president has allowed this to happen. Duterte is accused of having thousands of drug dealers and users murdered during his term in office, without the benefit of due process or a trial. I thought it was wrong then, but I’m on a tourist visa and must keep my opinions to myself.

The rest of my Wednesday looked like this:

Spotted this car in the yard of a neighbor during my dog walk. I’m no expert on antique vehicles, but that one is definitely older than me. If I had to guess, I’d venture it’s a 1938 Ford, but I could be wrong about that.

***Swan feeding a couple of dogs at a construction site here in the neighborhood.***

The Wednesday Walkers ventured out to Cawag and did a hike in and around Club Morocco. We hadn’t been out this way for a year or so, and that’s long enough to make it seem almost new to me.

***This week’s iteration of the Wednesday Walkers***

***This goat bleated out a welcome as we arrived***

***I fell behind briefly after a pee stop***

***We passed through a small fishing village along the way and saw this fisherman performing maintenance on his nets.***

***And then we entered the Club Morocco subdivision***

It’s the same developer as Alta Vista, but Club Morocco is much larger and less developed. I suspect it never took off like Alta Vista because of its isolated location. Before my move, I looked at a house here, but it was just too far away from everything, especially since I don’t drive.

***Swan’s happy in the sand, even with her shoes on***

***Overcoming all the obstacles we encountered along the way***

***And there’s my dream house up ahead***

***I would if I could, but I can’t, so I won’t. But damn, I can see myself spending hours on that balcony enjoying the bay views.***

***Maybe in one of my “do-over” lives…***

***And there’s my beach bar next door.***

***This is the first time we didn’t get wet feet passing through here***

***And back on the mostly deserted streets of Club Morocco***

***One of the houses scattered about here and there***

***In Alta Vista, almost all the streets are named after US National Parks. I don’t know enough about Morocco to understand if these are similarly named streets.***

***This is the only section of Club Morocco that has multiple houses.***

***The gate as we exited the subdivision. The woman remembered when the Hash used to visit the Clubhouse at Alta Vista during the scamdemic when no one else would host us.***

***A healthy 8K trek there and back again***

We began our Wednesday evening with the traditional “seldom visited bar” search. This week, we found ourselves at Oasis.

It’s been a year or more since our last visit. We stopped coming when they didn’t have red wine available for Swan’s enjoyment. Then, the upstairs bar closed down, and a virtual golf studio opened in its place. That didn’t last more than a few months, which didn’t surprise me. Now, the upstairs Oasis is back, but with a new vibe–it’s the lowest priced beer bar in Barretto at 50 pesos a bottle (Beer 2 Beer brand is only 35!). That’s even less expensive than Cheap Charlies right up the street. I think they should have renamed the place “Cheaper Than Charlies.” And they have red wine in stock!

***The view from Oasis. That’s It Doesn’t Matter on the street across the highway.***

There was a good crowd of folks there during our visit, so, so far, so good. I understand they also have a food menu, although we didn’t check that out yesterday. I’m sure we’ll be back in the future.

We stopped into Green Room next. I played Chu in a game of pool, and once again, I lost. I did play marginally better, though. Then we did our nightcap next door at Wet Spot. Before we departed, we ordered some takeout from Sit-n-Bull. In a moment of weakness, I ordered the Maui chicken burger (with ham and a slice of pineapple on top) and a side of baked beans. It seems like I’m having an epidemic of weak moments lately.

***That trendline is going in the wrong direction. Will I find my way back home?***

Today’s entry from the LTG archives is entitled My Favorite Soldier. My daughter, Hillary (she was part of the package that came with wife #3) served two tours in Afghanistan. This post was about a gift she sent me from there.

I posted this YouTube video on Facebook seven years ago:

Four years ago, I was dining at my favorite restaurant in Angeles City:

***As fate would have it, I’m traveling back to AC tomorrow. I expect a Tequila Reef meal is in my future.***

In today’s YouTube video, George does his afternoon Barretto bar crawl. Of interest was that Dempsey’s, an old bar I’ve seen in Olongapo City but never visited, is moving to Barretto. He also mentions Oasis and their beer specials.

Humor time:

***Stop wasting your time on girls like her***

***It’s not the fall that kills, it’s the sudden stop***

Okay, enough of this nonsense for today. It’s my last night in Barretto until next week, and I’m kicking it off with a chelation session from Dr. Jo. After that, who knows? Well, you will if you tune in tomorrow.

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