Bound for San Antonio

***Yep, especially when the music is too loud. It sucks to get old, but it is still better than the alternative.***

Okie dokie, I’m heading out to San Antonio (an hour or so away) to attend the FRALICS beauty pageant this afternoon at the Fleet Reserve Association (FRA).

***It’s always nice to get out of town for a change of scenery.***

And a scene of lovely young ladies competing is especially nice. They say beauty is in the eye of the beerholder, and I’ll be enjoying those as well.

So, before I go, let me do a quick review of yesterday. Starting with the weekly Decay Dance.

***Two backpacks and a big sack hold the 250 bags of tooth decay we will be delivering.***

***A regular cluster of kids lives here.***

***A granny lives here with her grandson.***

***Easter Mountain is on our horizon.***

***Most of our “customers” live in decrepit shanties like this one.***

***Another neighborhood with lots of kids.***

***Swan bought a kilo of tomatoes for 60 pesos.***

***Restocking the goodie bag at the foot of Bridge #3.***

***The final compound of the morning.***

Then it was time for our evening fun. Didn’t really have a plan, but we wound up going to some places we don’t normally visit.

***We saw Scott at Annex Bar as we walked past, so we popped in to say hello. I had a beer, but they don’t serve wine, which is why we rarely come here.***

***I do love the decor which is nearly as old as I am.***

***Swan was hungry, so we made Myleen’s for dinner our next stop. Yeah, we had birria tacos again.***

Then we hit up Nipsey’s Bar for the first time in a long time.

***They even changed the music to suit my mood. Then again, we were the only customers, so why wouldn’t they?***

Then we strolled down the highway and popped into Queen Victoria Bar to finish our evening.

***I’d guess there were five gals to every customer. I’m not sure how that works for the bottom line, especially when people like me bring our own sand to the beach.***

And then we hopped in a trike and rode on home. Around midnight, I woke up in a pool of sweat. Seems there was a brownout (power outage) and the fans had shut down. That lasted for an uncomfortable two hours and impacted my ability to sleep. And now as I write this post, the power is out once again. Looks like I picked a good day to get out of town.

***Swan taking time to smell the flowers on our morning dog walk.***

From Facebook memories, eight years ago I had my last Korean haircut.

***Ah, to be (relatively) young again!***

From the August 2018 LTG archives, the on-again, off-again romance with Marissa drama continues. I should have known better than to keep coming back for more. Hell, I DID know better, but sometimes it’s easier to be stupid, I guess.

For today’s YouTube video, let’s time-travel back to the Philippines in the post-war 1940s. Yeah, to hell with the “do-over life,” I’ll settle for a time machine.

One last thing before I go:

***As my father was wont to say, “That just frosts my balls!”***

Okay, perhaps tomorrow I’ll have something a tad more interesting to post. At least the pictures should be more reflective of the inherent beauty to be seen in the Philippines.

Long Time Gone

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