And so the circle of life continues.
My mission was to feed the hungry. My destination was Hideaway bar. The dinner was tacos.
After I completed providing nourishment to the bargirls and enjoying a few drinks, including a free one from the manager, Griff, it was time for me to move on to my next destination–John’s place. Putting duty before self, I had not as yet had my own evening meal.
I had a dual purpose in visiting John’s place; it will be my next review in the Bars of Barretto series.
After my meal, I hoofed it to the other side of town and finished my night at Snackbar.
When my time was up and my night was done, the girls fetched a trike to take me home. A banana-mango-pineapple smoothie for dessert then I was off to bed.
It’s Hash Monday, and I’m a Hare, so that meant an early start this morning laying paper, powder, and chalk to mark today’s trail. I guess I should say trails. We are doing a short and long version–one 6K, the other around 8K. The trails split in the middle of the hike and rejoin towards the end. Both are mostly flat. We were fortunate to have some sunny weather this morning; hopefully, that holds up through the afternoon.
I had my hands full with trail marking paraphernalia, but here are a couple of shots I took along the way:
And now it’s raining again. I hope our trail markings hold up.
I’ll be meeting the 2:00 group at the VFW to provide trail guidance and answer any questions. Some Hares will re-walk the trail with the Hashers, but I’m going to take a pass on that this time. Honestly, it just isn’t that challenging to the point of being boring. Once is enough for me!
Trying to think of a song to bookend with the title of this post, but couldn’t really find a good match. Considered the Door’s Break On Through, but that was more of a stoner song. Gonna settle for some Juice Newton instead. Hope your Spanish is up to speed!
Tropical paradise But the beauty escapes me Everything should be so right For falling in love Two hearts belong But one heart remains so unhappy Nothing else matters to me No nothing at all Puedes traerme tu amor Adiós mi corazón how I love you Puedes traerme tu amor Adiós mi corazón I hope the words are right 'Cause they're the only words I know tonight Oh! The nights are never ending I don't know why No comprende Days are longer than You'll ever know Adiós mi corazón
Not sure why, but I started laughing when I saw Jesus on that cross. Imagine no cross, but with Jesus in that same posture. Doesn’t he look like some ninja leaping down from a height to make the kill?
I agree: if a taco is the size and shape of a canoe, it’s no longer a taco.
What’s the score with the endless procession of very young girls with lots of kids? Is there no such thing as a responsibly fathered stable family in those parts? Do no Philipinos in large neighborhood numbers follow the ideal, comfy North European nuclear family model to any extent?
Dan, I’ve had the same thought. The early onset of childbearing is one of the biggest contributors to the cycle of poverty that exists in this country. I talked to one bargirl who was 21 with two kids. How old? I asked. She said the oldest is 7. I was like, wow, you had a kid a 14! Her response was they were poor, and she was bored. There was nothing else to do.
I don’t know exactly what you mean by a “North European” family model, but generally speaking, families here are very close-knit. They have to be to help each other raise all those kids. The Filipino fathers don’t always stick around though and child support is not a thing in this culture.
Ha! When I read this comment, I went back to take a gander at the Jesus photo. I see what you mean now, and that’s probably the only way I’ll ever see that crucifix ever again. Thanks for that!