Bohol bound! | Long Time Gone

***I don’t remember if I posted this before…***

Well, I do recall I’m catching a flight in Manila early this afternoon. I originally planned to leave here around 8:30 and stop by Dr. Jo’s office for my weekly Ozempic injection. And then two things happened: Air Asia changed my departure from 2:10 to 1:40, and I realized that I miscalculated the travel time to Manila (which varies depending on traffic anyway). So, to be safe, I’m leaving home at 7 a.m. I’ll let you know how that works out for me in my next post, hopefully from the lovely island of Panglao.

My Hash trail yesterday aligned with a good portion of the Hare’s trail, except I was walking it in the opposite direction. Funny how that works out. We had very low participation (maybe 10 Hashers on the official trail), and I’m guessing the bullshit starting point (the far end of Rizal Extension) had something to do with that. Oh well, I got in nearly 7K doing it my way.

***Mountain Mama Onelia receiving her biscuit ration.***

***Hey, the arrows are all pointing in the wrong direction.***

***As usual, we dispensed some sweetness along the way.***

***Credit where it is due, the Hare’s (Almoranus and Vienna Sausage) did a well-marked trail.***

***As we neared the starting point of the “real” trail, we encounter several Hashers heading out. One of them (Amstel) decided to follow my trail.***

***A reminder along the way that I’m doing alright for 70. At least I’m still breathing. RIP Helen.***

I was suffering mightily on the second half of my trail. I’m used to muscle aches and pains, but I find that you can walk them off. In my right leg yesterday, I experienced what must have been something wrong with my nerves; each step created a bolt of pain that felt like a hundred needles being jabbed into my upper thigh. Once I finished the trek and sat down, the pain was gone and didn’t return. Weird.

***The Gash doing their thing at the after-Hash gathering at It Doesn’t Matter.***

***I ordered tacos for dinner from the IDM kitchen.***

And so ended another Hash Monday.

And from Facebook memories, the first day of the rest of my new life eight years ago:

From the March 2019 LTG archives is the first chapter of “One Lifetime, Many Lives.” That series was supposed to be the story of my life, but I never finished it. What I’m doing now with my journey through the archives is tagging the posts I will use when I put together the completed autobiography. We’ll see how that works out, but in the meantime, I do enjoy strolling down memory lane and remembering things I had forgotten.

Today’s YouTube video features a vlogger I’ve never watched before explaining why he no longer visits the bars in Angeles City. Well, I share his sentiments about buying companionship, but that’s never been why I hit the bars. I go for the beer!

Some smiles before I hit the road:

Alright, I’d best hit the shower and finish packing. Looking forward to some new views of new places!

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