Spread your wings

By that, I mean just changing things up a tad. I hope that flies. But first, we stretched our legs with the Saturday Sweets Stroll.

The leaving Alta Vista view
Taking care of business

I did a short (less than 5 minutes) video of one section of the stroll so you, too, could sample the sweetness we dispensed:

Yeah, fuck ’em!
Doing her thing
Swan asked for a picture of this house because she wants something like this on her lot. I guess she was green with envy.
The view from here
Just shy of 6K

The title to this post might be somewhat misleading, but we didn’t do our usual venues, and that felt a bit like soaring to new heights. Different in the same way is perhaps a more accurate framing. Whatever you want to call it, we made our way to Baloy Beach to start our Saturday adventure.

The Drunken Sailor has recently reopened at the Baywatch Resort.

I’ve been waiting to find a true beach bar to enjoy whilst I partake in my evening beverages. I’m still waiting.

The view from our table passed the test. But I prefer sitting at a countertop to take it in.
Nothing wrong with the interior of the bar. Two pool tables and a dartboard. One waitress and one bartender. Okay music. But I don’t see anything that makes it stand out or will otherwise attract customers like me. Or maybe that’s not their goal. Two Filipinos were playing pool (not drinking, though) and were the only others in the bar during our stay. All the resort guests appeared to be locals as well.

Oh, and they didn’t have wine. The floating bars will be shutting down for the season soon, so I was scouting some possible alternatives. We won’t be back to the Drunken Sailor.

Keeping with our keeping it fresh modus operandi, we walked up the road to Harley’s for some grub.

The view from our perch at Harley’s.
And looking to the right.
I had the sausage plate.
And Swan did the mixed grill.
Watching this group posing in the water was entertaining enough.
At first, I thought she was a mermaid.

When I asked Swan where we should go next, I was surprised when she suggested Whiskey Girl. I reminded her that they didn’t have wine the last time we visited, but she said we should go and see my waitress friend there anyway. So, we grabbed a trike outside Harley’s and headed for Whiskey Girl. We were the only customers there when we arrived. And they still didn’t have any wine. Swan went to the bar and taught the bartender how to make her a Mai Tai cocktail. Talk about going with the flow.

My old friend Kim was working. She lives in San Isidro, and we occasionally see her on the Sunday Candy Walk (we did today).

Kim got a lady drink, we had cookies and lollipops to share with the rest of the girls, and it was a pleasant enough visit. I suppose it will again be months before we return, but that’s what happens in a small town with fifty bars.

We then crossed the highway and did our nightcap at Queen Victoria. The joint was surprisingly hoppin’ when we arrived.

We don’t come to Queen Vic that often either. I used to be a semi-regular here in the old days, but now it is on the opposite side of town from my usual hangouts.

We had an enjoyable visit (with wine for Swan) and then headed home to give our “wings” a well-earned rest. You might say our Saturday flew by.

I saw this today and found it worthy of sharing:

If you hate Trump more than you love your country, that’s on you.

From the LTG archives is a post from November 2007 that included the obituary I wrote for my boss, Walt Washington, after he succumbed to cancer. He’s the guy who took a chance and hired me to work for the Army in Korea. I wound up filling his position as Deputy Director, and a year later, was promoted to the 8th Army Director, Human Resources Management. Fate has a strange way of taking you places you never thought you’d go.

From Facebook memories, I became a smarter man twelve years ago.

Well, at least my phone was smarter. My first modern phone.

Today’s YouTube video is also a long-ago memory. I came across a post on Facebook that the mall in my old hometown of Westminster, California, is being torn down. Wow, I remember when it was built. Malls are shutting down all over America these days, but here in the Philippines, they are still very popular places for the locals to go and hang out. Probably for the aircon and Wi-Fi, but still…

Let’s see if I can do better today:

I was wrong not to read this.
Yes, an elevator ride does have its ups and downs.
A prescription for having a good time and always looking to get my daily dose!

And here we are, back to my Sunday normalcy. Coming up, the Hideaway feeding, then some beers on the Arizona floating bar, followed by dinner at John’s place. It never gets old.

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