It was a nasty day, but that didn’t stop us. The Wednesday Walkers marched around 12 kilometers under a steady rain, driven by the passing of typhoon Jolina. We kept to the roads and highways though, so we suffered no ill-effects other than a good soaking.
The highlight for me, at least, was helping to welcome our newest member, Paula, also known as Pearl. When she arrived at the meetup location we all assumed she was with Chris, as he was the one who greeted her. Scott thought she was perhaps Chris’ wife but I told him she appeared way too young to be his wife (Chris had told me about a hiking trip he took with the wife in Europe several years ago). I thought she might be a daughter, although I don’t even know if Chris has a daughter. With a mask covering the lower portion of her face I thought she looked to be in her late teens.
As the hike commenced, I was, as usual, bringing up the rear. My oh my, Paula’s ass was one of the nicest I’ve ever seen. Yeah, I know that sounds creepy, but I’m just stating a fact that I couldn’t help noticing. It was such a distraction that I stepped up my pace and walked ahead of her so as not to be a total perv. Later in the hike, I had the chance to introduce myself and that’s when I learned her name. When I asked her age she surprised me when she answered “28”. I, in turn, surprised her when I responded that she was only two years younger than me. She laughed when I explained that I am thirty in my heart and reminded her that “age is just a number”. She smilingly nodded in what I assume was agreement.
I also learned that she was divorced, and I asked how that was possible (divorce being illegal in the Philippines). She told me had been married to a Japanese man in Japan, where she had lived for six years. Now don’t get your hopes up for me, dear readers, I’m not. She is very attractive, seems smart and interesting, although I didn’t get a warm fuzzy that she had any interest in me. I told her that our normal hikes are much more interesting than this road walk, and she expressed interest in seeing the mountains. I told her if she wanted to friend me on Facebook I’d add her to our hiking group message board. And she did. So maybe I’ll have a pretty face to spice up the photos from future hikes at least.
To the photos then:
Anyway, stayed too long and had too many beers so early in the afternoon. Put me off schedule, hence yesterday’s abbreviated post. It was rainy most of the night, and we lost power early in the evening and again in the wee hours of the morning.
Anyway, it was not a bad day despite the rain, almost 26,000 steps and nearly 20K. I’ll take it. That kind of exercise has got to be good for the heart, right?
I’m joking of course. I hope. And I’m also counting my blessings. I don’t want to ever be this guy:
More to come. Stick around.
“Anyway, stayed too long and had too many beers so early in the afternoon. Put me off schedule, hence yesterday’s abbreviated post.”
It’s good to go off-book once in a while. You’re normally pretty disciplined with your blogging; I usually know what time of day to expect your posts, just as I know most of your comments on my blog normally appear between 6 and 6:30 a.m. (although occasionally earlier!).
The aerial view of the route looks vaguely… I don’t know… otter-shaped? Salamander-shaped? I guess that’s better than dick-shaped.
Paula definitely looks cute, so I’m an old, creepy perv, too.
Brave of you all to walk that route in the rain, and 20K is mighty impressive, especially when the terrain isn’t flat. Then consider the heat, the humidity….
Regarding the mystery man at the bottom of your post: is that a shadow in the left photo, or did he piss himself? The woman next to him looks exasperated. Anyway, I’m sure you could switch out Biden for this guy, and the Dems wouldn’t even notice.
Did you see the latest about Biden joking at the end of a speech, “I’m supposed to stop and walk out of the room”? Here. He says it as if it were a joke, but this is apparently a joke he’s repeated so often that people are openly wondering about who controls the marionette strings. He’s also joked, in the past, by saying things like, “I’m not supposed to say anything, or I might get in trouble.” Get in trouble with whom? Color me curious.
Have fun following the bouncing ass. Just not too much fun.
Yesterday your friend Kevin Kim indicated some frustration regarding continuous imperfections in your writing. Being the good friend he is, he wrote it off thusly: “But at this point, I realize I’m dealing with a certain level of incorrigibility”. After reading today’s LTG entry, I sense your new hiking friend Paula will also soon find that your are, indeed, incorrigible.
Kev, I hadn’t really paid attention to the outline of the route, but I’d vote for “squashed frog on the road” if that’s an option.
Yeah, I hope to see more of Paula. On the trail I mean. *ahem*
Just to be clear, the 20K was all-in–dog walk and beer crawl included. One of the nice things about the group hikes is that they provide some motivation. I wouldn’t have had the gumption to do that long hike in the rain on my own.
Re: the mystery man, I don’t think he pissed himself. I happened to visit Blue Butterfly last night and sat with the same waitress in the photo. She said he didn’t appear drunk, just confused. Pretty scary. I hope I never get that way, but then again, if I do I probably wouldn’t know it. So there’s that.
Don’t get me started on Biden. I didn’t like Obama’s policies, but at least I knew they were his. Who’s running the show now? How much longer can they continue with this charade? It’s more obvious every day that sleepy Joe is an empty suit. Of course, a President Harris would be a whole other level of bad news. We’re fucked as a nation.
Mark, thanks for the incorrigement!
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but sometimes these gals just trip my triggers. Of course, more often than not that just leads to disappointment, but that’s okay too. It’s mostly fantasy and illusion anyway. If one of them actually developed feelings for me I’d probably get scared and run away!