City of Angels

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Back from my weekend in Angeles and need to rush this post because I’ve got the Subic Hash to attend to soon. Yesterday’s Hash went well, I suppose. After a forty-minute Jeepney ride to the starting point, we had two options–6K with a hill climb or a flat 3K walk. I opted to play it safe and took the short route, but it was too easy and a little boring. The skies had been threatening rain, and the cloud cover finally provided some relief from the oppressive heat. That was nice. Just before the Hash circle began, the rain came down hard, so we retreated to the Premier Hotel (the AC Hash home base) and finished the Hash there.

After the Hash business was done, Swan and I joined my fellow Subic Hashers, Dave and Jo, for a mini-bar crawl on our way back to the hotel. That was the most fun I had all day. Especially the last bar, a hole-in-wall place down a side road near our hotel. The kind of place I’d never venture into on my own. But it was very friendly and welcoming and we rewarded all the gals with lady drinks, lollipops, and cookies. A good time was had by all!

And we are On-On for the ACH3 anniversary Hash run
Keeping it flat
The longer trail went up that way
My only cookie delivery of the day…not many houses or kids around out here.
Where the kids lived
That appeared to be a huge swing
Off road for a bit
New trails and new sights are always nice
Onward
The way ahead
Back up to the Hash camp
A river runs through it
The circuit is complete. No shelter here from the rain that started an hour after we finished the trail.
Wetting my whistle before the rain
I’m such a poser
When the rain interrupted our beer-drinking, we loaded up the Jeepneys and cars and reconvened at the Premier Hotel.
Short and sweet. I could have done it twice but that would be boring. Besides, the beer was cold and free.
On the walk back to our hotel, we passed by Candy Bar. Dave (who used to be in the bar business) knows the manager here. A small but pleasant bar.
Black Satin was across the street from Candy Bar. I’d heard of this one, but I really wasn’t impressed. One beer and out.
Had a lot of fun in this one. The gals weren’t “hot,” but they were friendly and appreciative. If I lived here, this is the kind of place I’d hang out at. Dancing girl bars just ain’t my thing.
Dave and Jo
Me and my gal
Our stay at the Boomerang Hotel was pleasant. The food from the small kitchen was also surprisingly good. This sweet and sour chicken was yummy!

This morning, Swan and I walked to Walking Street, a couple of kilometers away, for breakfast at Kokomos (which is not affiliated with the Baloy version).

I went with the sausage, cheese, and egg sandwich. I was expecting an English muffin, but it was good on bread, too.
The message on my coffee mug was touching. That’s why we do the candy walks.

Made it back to Barretto safe and sound and ready to Hash!

I’d mentioned that both floating bars were put away in storage this weekend until late in the year when the storm season ends. Here’s why:

That’s what was left of the Arizona floating bar after it got caught in a storm three years ago.

Today is Memorial Day, and I always remember the only family member I’m aware of who died in the service of our nation, my great uncle Frank.

He was buried in Luxembourg if memory serves.
Here dead we lie
Because we did not choose
To live and shame the land
From which we sprung.
Life, to be sure,
Is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is,
And we were young.
–Alfred Edward Housman

Meanwhile, this scoundrel is destroying the nation so many died for:

We won’t survive four more years of this airhead.

Today’s YouTube video takes you on a stroll in Cebu for a taste of life in the Philippines.

Humor me:

There’s something to die for…
I guess he doesn’t want to be the butt of a joke.

Gotta run. Well, I’m gonna walk, but you know what I mean.

4 thoughts on “City of Angels”

  1. That appeared to be a huge swing

    I should Photoshop a kid being flung across the sky.

    I went with the sausage, cheese, and egg sandwich.

    Any butter, or something to spread on the bread?

    MEME: “And why’s that Angus?”

    What’s missing from the above quote?

    Happy Hashing… but I imagine it’s over now.

  2. Nope, the bread was toasted but plain. I didn’t think about adding butter.

    I give up. What’s missing from “And why’s that Angus?”

  3. A vocative comma.

    And why’s that, Angus?

    Remember the old poster:

    “Eat, Grandpa.”
    “Eat Grandpa!”
    Commas save lives.

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