Let there be light

Or more importantly, let there be fans!

A power outage at oh-dark-thirty. I woke up a sweaty mess with no way to escape the heat. Best I could do was open the patio door and catch what breeze I could by laying on the couch. Power was finally restored at 0300 but by then any hope for a sound sleep was dashed. Oh well, that’s the way it goes sometimes.

I was also pretty much powerless earlier in the afternoon, contributing my fair share to an embarrassing 10-3 loss in dart league. Yeah, we were playing the first-place team but we’re in second and thought we might have a chance to move up. Nope, not this time.

After darts, I walked down the beach to McCoy’s and did some more beer drinking. Ran into a female Hasher I know there and she asked when I was going to take her home with me. Hmm. Not tonight, I told her. I was more in the mood to drink than I was to fuck, which tells you all you need to know about my state of mind. Later on, I did meet up with another gal I’m friends with. We sang some songs together at videoke and she professed to have had a good time. See, I may be lonely, but I’m not alone. Trying to get better at embracing the positives in my life.

Speaking of which, I always try to check that I haven’t used a post title previously. When doing so, sometimes I look at an old post to see what I was up to back in the day. I saw this one today from June 2005 and I was thinking “damn, not much has changed.” Still, got to re-read an Easter meditation from Kevin Kim that was one of the triggers that made me a devoted reader of his blog for all these years. And even if I haven’t “put it down” all that successfully, my life has been an interesting journey since that time. I really do believe I’m going to get back in the flow of things here soon. It may not always be the life I wanted, but it’s the life I’ve got and I ought to be glad to have it.

That’s as good a lead-in for yesterday’s Wednesday Walkers group gathering as any I suppose. We took a Jeepney into Olongapo, climbed up to the ridgeline, took some seldom used paths, and made a fine morning of it. Pictures tell the story better than I can, so here you go:

Up, over, across, and down again.
Our group.
Let the climbing begin.
On up.
And up some more.
Almost to the top.
At least she has a roof over her head. Such as it is.
Cookie time!
Catching our breath up top.
Hiking the ridgeline…
Olongapo City on one side…
And a bay view on the other.
Taking in the view.
Crossing the hillside diagonally was tougher than I expected.
Always felt out of kilter somehow.
But we finally made it to the Great Wall of Barretto!
Jim standing tall on the wall.
Time to head back down to our little town.
It was a steep motherfucker.
There’s your Easter mountain shot…
Standing around on the way down.
It was thirsty work on a hot day.
Kids climbing trees. I’m impressed.
Jim petting a carabao. I don’t know, it looks pretty horny to me.
Almost to the bottom…
The climb down was pretty tiring.

And that was my Wednesday. I’ve had worse. I’ll have better.

3 thoughts on “Let there be light

  1. Still not a fan of those hills. Sorry about the darts loss. And the power loss. Sucks when that happens while you’re trying to get some sleep.

  2. Been a while
    Great to see that you’re coping with the latest upheavals in your life.
    Is your town so small that you pretty much bump into people you know constantly? I’m surprised that you may have a reputation as the nice fella who invites female friends to your house from time-to-time. That’s good 👍 that you’re a legend in your own way. Kindness is hard to get these days

    I heard that the country is now open so I guess your town is teeming with those rich weekend tourists spending money in the local establishments. It can’t be too easy for you to spread your largesse around to help all the workers in town .
    Thanks for the writing ✍ and keep up that exercise regimen .

    I’m sure at some stage this year you’ll be able to take some time to travel and see other places 😉

  3. Thanks, James. Nice to see you here again.

    Yeah, I’m always amazed at how many people I run into that see, to know me. Happened on my hike yesterday. Some random gal calls out “where ya been, John?” Of course, I almost never recognize them. I just smiled and asked, “where do I know you from again?” Turns out she works in Hideaway, a bar I might visit once a month or so. Ah, small-town living–everyone knows your name!

    Yes, the country has reopened to tourists. A lot of the long-time expats who’ve been stuck at home are back now. More and more I’m seeing the “two-week millionaires” showing up in the bars again too. And yes, it does take the pressure off of me somewhat. It’s hard when you are the only wallet in town and the girls are desperate.

    Let the good times roll!

    About those hills, Kevin. They serve to remind me that while life certainly has its ups and downs, there is always beauty to be found if you are willing to look for it. Or so I keep telling myself!

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