Crawler

Yeah, me too.

Things have taken a turn for the better, so there’s that. And really, I’ve gained some insights that will provide comfort going forward. Promises are made to be broken, and words don’t always mean what they say. But I don’t want someone with me because of a promise. True love sometimes requires sacrifice, and if someone is not happy with me, I’d let them go, no matter the pain it brings. As I contemplated a life without her, I knew I’d be okay as long as she was happy. And after our talk this morning, she assures me that she will be happy staying by my side. So, onward we go to the next hurdle.

As for yesterday, there was the Sunday Sweets Stroll.

The only photo on the walk I was inspired to take was the dirty water of the Matain River. Coming to beach nearby soon.

My Sunday evening plans were unsettled, but I decided to kick things off at Harley’s on Baloy.

My view upon arrival. A little later, I was able to belly up to the bayside counter that I prefer.
A look to the right. It was low tide, and it was nice to see that rock, which is usually submerged.
And a look to the left at the Mangrove Resort.
The Kalaklan Ridge and the boat-filled waters of the Subic Bay.
I zoomed in for a better view of the hillside dwellers on Kalaklan.
A fisher of men? I thought it would be funny if that guy bit the one with the pole.
I had a shrimp cocktail for dinner.

It was time to move on, so I made SnackBar my next stop.

The lovely view of the 7-Eleven parking lot from my outdoor table at SnackBar.

I was thinking I’d make Queen Victoria my next stop, but it was only after I’d crossed the highway that I remembered Queen Vic is closed on Sunday. Oh well, I dodged traffic again and paid a rare visit to the Outback Billabong Bar.

Turns out, they were hiring.
I had a beer, but decided I was overqualified to be an Outback customer, so I left.

I figured as long as I was on a roll with seldom-visited bars, I might as well see what was going on at Lux.

A very nicely appointed venue, but I was the only customer there to enjoy the ambiance.
It must be hard to dance without an audience, but at least they all stood up when I arrived.

I still had thirty minutes to kill before it was time to head home, so I crossed the highway once more and popped into Gold Bar for the final beer.

And once again, I was the only customer. Honestly, I don’t know how these bars stay in business. Granted, Gold Bar is usually busy; maybe it’s a Sunday thing.

Having drunk my fill, I grabbed a trike and headed home. Those smoothies weren’t going to make themselves. And so ended another day in paradise.

Continuing with the October 2018 LTG archives, I reflect on the routines I’d established after being retired in the Philippines for five months. I called the post “Comfortably Numb,” and by golly, I’m still following the same regimen: walkaholic by day, alcoholic at night.

Today’s YouTube video discusses some of the realities of retired life in the PI. I spend a lot more than the average bear, I guess, but I like livin’ large.

Humor me:

No!
Different strokes for different folks.
With every breath you take!

And now it’s time to get ready for another Hash Monday. Yes, us cripples have already identified our shortcut trail. That’s just the way we roll.

5 thoughts on “Crawler

  1. Glad to hear things may be getting better. I don’t want to overstep my bounds in giving advice, but I hope you are being realistic about understanding what each side wants/expects out of a relationship given the circumstances of age difference, cultural differences, economic differences, education, life experiences, etc.

    If you are looking for unrequited love, that may be a tough ask in your current situation, given the things I mention above. If you can come to peace with what others may be looking for in a relationship (maybe security/comfort rather than love), then you will be okay.

    Hope things work out.

  2. Thanks, Brian. Yeah, I can accept the realities that come with a fulfilling relationship. I’m prepared to give her whatever she wants to be happy, including her freedom. So far, she has chosen to stay. Either way, I’ll be okay. That was my takeaway from this latest challenge.

  3. I meant to say “unconditional love” in my comment rather than “unrequited love” but I think you got the gist of what I was trying to say.

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