The Wednesday Walkers took a bus out to Castillejos and enjoyed a sweet 7K hike in an area I hadn’t seen before for the most part.
A 15K journey that took thirty minutes in relative comfort (compared to a Jeepney).
Back home, Swan showed me a picture of a visitor we had downstairs.
I did the Hideaway feeding featuring pizza and a roast chicken. I passed along the news that the Sunday feeding likely wouldn’t happen this week.
I went to Annex Bar for my next beer and Swan joined me there after her church service. Annex couldn’t provide the requested glass of red wine for Swan, so we took our business to Oasis. When it was time for the nightcap, Swan was down with going to Wet Spot, and she seemed to have a good time with her friend Aine. I brought home some Sit-n-Bull pecan pies for dessert.
I was in bed before nine, and lo and behold, I had the best night’s sleep I can recall.
And one of my better days getting in the steps as well.
We are having an all day brownout today. That means a hot house, a cold shower, and a low battery on my laptop. Best I get this posted while I can!
Today is that day of infamy that happened in 1941. Coincidentally, the Arizona floating bar is having its soft opening today. I’m going to take advantage of the opportunity to escape this hothouse and start drinking earlier than usual today.
I also figured out how to do a scheduled post, so I’ll need to get busy on my just-in-case obituary. More to come tomorrow!
And by golly, there is a Four Square Church.
In that photo, I saw an arrow pointing toward the church with the promise that the church was 150 meters farther down the road, so I was hoping for a photo of the church itself! Promises, promises.
This blog is all about me blowing my horn.
During my long walk, I saw plenty of “Sharp curve; slow down” signs. Seems to be a thing, probably because mountain roads have no choice but to follow the terrain, making them curvy.
Never seen one of those before. Hopefully, it eats snakes.
Nice pic!
Annex couldn’t provide the requested glass of red wine for Swan
“We haven’t had that spirit here since 1969.”
Seems plausible.
“And from what I hear, the Filipina wife nags him to death, too.”
I also figured out how to do a scheduled post, so I’ll need to get busy on my just-in-case obituary.
Congrats on figuring out the scheduled posting.
One thought did occur to me, though: what if you survive the operation but, for whatever reason, have to stay in the hospital beyond Monday morning? The “I’m dead” post comes out… but you’re still alive! Guess you’re also gonna have to learn how to blog from your phone! (Please be sure to take along recharging equipment for use during your hospital stay. When I was hospitalized for my stroke, I had to ask my boss to raid my apartment to get my charging cord.)
Kev, sorry I missed the church shot. I wasn’t focused on looking for it and never saw it. Next time!
I’m not sure what happened at Annex; they had a bottle but couldn’t pour it (frozen?). Maybe they should have tried stabbing it with a steely knife…
Yes, the Filipina wife is a nag, too, but thirty years younger and a lot hotter.
I’ll definitely bring my phone charger to the hospital with me. I also plan to bring my laptop to help wile away those boring hours of confinement. So, if I’m still alive, I’ll be able to kill the scheduled post announcing my demise.