My cash supply had dwindled to a dangerously low level that could potentially impede my charity work in the bars, so I devised a plan to rectify the situation: I’d walk to Subic-town and raid the ATM there. But to make the challenge even more worthwhile, I slapped on my headphones and rocked the walk the longer back way, coming in just shy of 12K roundtrip. Now, that ain’t a lot for you cross-country hikers like Kevin Kim, but it’s the most I’ve done in the several months since my lung issues flared up. I am happy to report that I had no breathing trouble on the mostly flat road walk.
To mark the occasion, I decided to do one of those “take a photo at one-mile intervals” things, and since my tracker measures in kilometers, that comes out to one pic every 1.6K or so.
I’ll deviate from the mileage photos to share a couple of other Korean-centric observations from the walk:
Alright, where did we leave off? Oh, yeah:
Mission accomplished. Relive it here if you want:
But wait, there’s more! I’ve still got the Sunday Hideaway feeding to report. As is my custom, the weekend meal comes from Jewel Cafe. Because of my recent travel, it’s been two weeks since my last visit, and it made me smile when they said they had missed me. Ah, small-town living!
Last night’s menu:
When the feeding was completed, I moved on to Wet Spot for my nightcap.
Also, while at Wet Spot, I received a Facebook friend request from someone I didn’t recognize. My method in this situation is to check for mutual friends and delete the request if I find none (exceptions are occasionally granted in cases of exceptional physical beauty). A few minutes later, I learned that my potential future landlord had sent the request. I rectified that mistake, we had a brief chat, and we have scheduled a meeting for Tuesday to discuss the details and terms of the house lease. It just might happen!
Facebook memories also took me back to another lifetime I was living fourteen years ago:
Alright, another day done and another one just getting started.
I’m one of the Hares for today’s Hash, so I’ll be heading out in a bit to mark the trail with my partner in slime, Blow My Pipe. I’ll let you know how that turns out tomorrow.
That Korean sign says 투엔투, a phonetic rendering of “two n’ two.”
Looks to have been a good walk. So you did part of that walk while lugging some bottles of Coke Zero with you? Ugh. I hate distance walking while carrying things unless I have a backpack. Even then, carrying things can be a pain. Carrying soda is a particular pain because it always bounces too much inside a backpack.
I appreciated the 1.6-km-interval shots. Very nice as usual. Later on, that food looked good.
Don’t you Hares mark the trail a day or so in advance of the actual walk?
I carried six bottles of Coke Zero for the last kilometer in the backpack, so it was alright.
Hares usually mark trail the day before or the morning of, in part depending on the weather forecast. It sucks to mark on Sunday morning and have it rain that night and wash away your efforts.