More or less (less or more?).
The feeding at Hideaway seemed to go well. My carrot cupcakes were especially popular, and who doesn’t enjoy some hot pizza from Shamboli’s?
And, of course, there were lady drinks to wash it all down.
After Hideaway, I visited Cheap Charlies for the first time in quite a while. My new mode is not to let the shenanigans of a particular bargirl impact where I choose to imbibe my beers. So, last night when I arrived, the girl in question sidled up beside me, and I told her, “I hope you have a happy life” then I turned my back and ignored her. I guess she got the hint because she moved away. As an old timer advised me once after I first moved here: there’s a word you say when a Filipina disappoints you–NEXT!
Here I go again with eyes wide open! Actually, I jest. Some lady drinks and some chat are my only expectations. That and at least pretending to be appreciative. So far, so good. The most interesting thing I learned about Diana last night was that she lives with her mom and dad in the little village at the bottom of the dirt path that takes me out of Alta Vista. We are practically neighbors! She said she had seen me hiking by there and handing out cookies. Anyway, it’s nice to make a new “friend.”
While at Cheap Charlies, I received a message from Lydell, one of the Snackbar girls, inviting me to join them.
Today is Lydell’s twenty-second birthday, and I am the proud sponsor for her party tonight at Snackbar.
So, that’s the update on my drinking life. In my hiking mode, I led the Wednesday Walkers up into the hills overlooking Barretto for a pleasant 6K trek. Only six of us were in attendance this go-round, but everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I’ll let the photos tell the story:
That’s how the day went down, from the end to the beginning. I’m happy to report it does not appear to be the beginning of the end.
Back with more tomorrow.
I guess a man can say it’s a good day when he hikes a few K, gets himself sweaty and stinky, and ends up with two fistfuls of boobs. A good day, indeed.
Still not envying those climbs.
Well, for the record, I didn’t get any boobs to hold onto, but it was still good.
Hard to avoid climbing in these parts unless you stick to the roads or beaches, which would be boring. The trick is finding a path that is not too steep or long. We managed that on this hike.