More rockin’ it!

Welcome to the club!

The day started off on the wrong foot with an email from my credit union back home saying the power of attorney I’d submitted to enable my daughter to sell my house “has been declined because it doesn’t comply with state requirements.” That was news to the attorney in South Carolina who prepared it. And it means that day trip to Manila and the two hundred bucks I spent to secure the POA at the embassy was for naught. I’ve messaged the credit union for more specifics on the problem, but they have yet to respond.

In other news, the former president of the Philippines, Rodrigo Duterte, has been arrested on a warrant from the International Criminal Court and is on his way to Rotterdam to stand trial. I avoid engaging in political issues here in the PI since I’m a guest in this country. Still, if my Facebook feed is any indication, Filipinos are incensed that the current president has allowed this to happen. Duterte is accused of having thousands of drug dealers and users murdered during his term in office, without the benefit of due process or a trial. I thought it was wrong then, but I’m on a tourist visa and must keep my opinions to myself.

The rest of my Wednesday looked like this:

Spotted this car in the yard of a neighbor during my dog walk. I’m no expert on antique vehicles, but that one is definitely older than me. If I had to guess, I’d venture it’s a 1938 Ford, but I could be wrong about that.
Swan feeding a couple of dogs at a construction site here in the neighborhood.

The Wednesday Walkers ventured out to Cawag and did a hike in and around Club Morocco. We hadn’t been out this way for a year or so, and that’s long enough to make it seem almost new to me.

This week’s iteration of the Wednesday Walkers
This goat bleated out a welcome as we arrived
Let the adventure begin
I fell behind briefly after a pee stop
A view of the bay from our trail
We passed through a small fishing village along the way and saw this fisherman performing maintenance on his nets.
And then we entered the Club Morocco subdivision
It’s the same developer as Alta Vista, but Club Morocco is much larger and less developed. I suspect it never took off like Alta Vista because of its isolated location. Before my move, I looked at a house here, but it was just too far away from everything, especially since I don’t drive.
Let’s head for the beach
Swan’s happy in the sand, even with her shoes on
Overcoming all the obstacles we encountered along the way
Beached boats
And there’s my dream house up ahead
I would if I could, but I can’t, so I won’t. But damn, I can see myself spending hours on that balcony enjoying the bay views.
Maybe in one of my “do-over” lives…
And there’s my beach bar next door.
On and on we go
Digging out some cookies
Dispensing the sweetness
Anchors away!
This is the first time we didn’t get wet feet passing through here
On the riverside
On up!
And back on the mostly deserted streets of Club Morocco
One of the houses scattered about here and there
In Alta Vista, almost all the streets are named after US National Parks. I don’t know enough about Morocco to understand if these are similarly named streets.
French or Arabic?
This is the only section of Club Morocco that has multiple houses.
The gate as we exited the subdivision. The woman remembered when the Hash used to visit the Clubhouse at Alta Vista during the scamdemic when no one else would host us.
See you next time
A healthy 8K trek there and back again

We began our Wednesday evening with the traditional “seldom visited bar” search. This week, we found ourselves at Oasis.

It’s been a year or more since our last visit. We stopped coming when they didn’t have red wine available for Swan’s enjoyment. Then, the upstairs bar closed down, and a virtual golf studio opened in its place. That didn’t last more than a few months, which didn’t surprise me. Now, the upstairs Oasis is back, but with a new vibe–it’s the lowest priced beer bar in Barretto at 50 pesos a bottle (Beer 2 Beer brand is only 35!). That’s even less expensive than Cheap Charlies right up the street. I think they should have renamed the place “Cheaper Than Charlies.” And they have red wine in stock!

The view from Oasis. That’s It Doesn’t Matter on the street across the highway.

There was a good crowd of folks there during our visit, so, so far, so good. I understand they also have a food menu, although we didn’t check that out yesterday. I’m sure we’ll be back in the future.

Good times!

We stopped into Green Room next. I played Chu in a game of pool, and once again, I lost. I did play marginally better, though. Then we did our nightcap next door at Wet Spot. Before we departed, we ordered some takeout from Sit-n-Bull. In a moment of weakness, I ordered the Maui chicken burger (with ham and a slice of pineapple on top) and a side of baked beans. It seems like I’m having an epidemic of weak moments lately.

That trendline is going in the wrong direction. Will I find my way back home?
Yeah, something like that.

Today’s entry from the LTG archives is entitled My Favorite Soldier. My daughter, Hillary (she was part of the package that came with wife #3) served two tours in Afghanistan. This post was about a gift she sent me from there.

I posted this YouTube video on Facebook seven years ago:

Four years ago, I was dining at my favorite restaurant in Angeles City:

As fate would have it, I’m traveling back to AC tomorrow. I expect a Tequila Reef meal is in my future.

In today’s YouTube video, George does his afternoon Barretto bar crawl. Of interest was that Dempsey’s, an old bar I’ve seen in Olongapo City but never visited, is moving to Barretto. He also mentions Oasis and their beer specials.

Humor time:

Stop wasting your time on girls like her
It’s not the fall that kills, it’s the sudden stop
That’s a kick in the nuts

Okay, enough of this nonsense for today. It’s my last night in Barretto until next week, and I’m kicking it off with a chelation session from Dr. Jo. After that, who knows? Well, you will if you tune in tomorrow.

10 thoughts on “More rockin’ it!

  1. One of the saddest things about the D-turd fiasco is how he bamboozled an army of foolish sycophants to do his bidding and continue to idolize him despite thoroughly undermining the rule of law with mass murder and harming regional security by shamelessly selling out to China and severely straining relations with the US. Similar to how so many Americans still cheer for Trump despite the outrageous January 6 assault on our nation’s capitol, craven butt-snuggling to Putin, and all the rest…. It’s sad and pathetic.

  2. You seriously believe January 6 was “orchestrated” despite Trump very publicly inciting the mob and then failing to even suggest that they disperse until long after the damage was done?

    For some reason I assumed you were smarter than that.

    High time to lay off the sauce and the Kool-aide.

  3. By the way, there’s no Philippine law against criticism of public figures, even by foreigners, and your link doesn’t even suggest otherwise. Big difference between criticism and fabrication. I trust you understand the difference. Oh, wait…

  4. the power of attorney I’d submitted to enable my daughter to sell my house “has been declined because it doesn’t comply with state requirements.”

    Good luck untangling that situation.

    Still, if my Facebook feed is any indication, Filipinos are incensed that the current president has allowed this to happen.

    How beloved by the people was Duterte?

    This goat bleated out a welcome as we arrived

    We’ve got random goats here in Korea, too.

    I fell behind briefly after a pee stop

    Did you run to catch up, or did the other people stop and wait for you?

    I would if I could, but I can’t, so I won’t. But damn, I can see myself spending hours on that balcony enjoying the bay views.

    I have to wonder about that house’s plumbing.

    Anchors away!

    I believe the expression is “Anchors aweigh,” with aweigh meaning an anchor that’s off the sea floor, i.e., the boat can move.

    And back on the mostly deserted streets of Club Morocco

    That looks nice and peaceful.

    In Alta Vista, almost all the streets are named after US [n]ational [p]arks.

    So… Yosemite Street? Yellowstone Street? Shenandoah Street?

    French or Arabic?

    Sometimes, it’s hard to tell, but Safi is almost certainly Arabic. I once tutored a student from the UAE surnamed Al-Safi.

    I played Chu in a game of pool, and once again, I lost. I did play marginally better, though.

    Well, keep at it. You beat her eventually.

    I hope chelation went well.

  5. Damn. I wrote:

    Well, keep at it. You beat her eventually.

    I guess I’m turning into an ungrammatical ajumma.

    You’ll beat her eventually.

  6. Swan and most of the Filipinos on my Facebook feed are Duterte fans. I was disappointed that he didn’t stand up to China and disagreed with his extra-judicial killings of purported drug dealers and users.

    Yeah, it’s not hard to catch up after a pee stop. On the group hikes we wait for each other.

    Damn, when I wrote that “Anchors away” I thought to myself, “isn’t it supposed to be aweigh?” but I was too lazy to check.

    The only exceptions to national park names in my subdivision that I’ve noticed are Alta Vista Drive, Roosevelt Street, and Capitol Avenue. I used to live on Shenandoah, and now I’m on Bryce.

    Ha! I took note of the “You” but could empathize. Mistakes happen. I’m surprised you went back to look for it.

  7. DS, People used to say I was wrong about the COVID scamdemic. Wait and see when the truth comes out. Why do you think Biden pardoned the J6 committee members?

  8. “Why do you think Biden pardoned the J6 committee members?”

    Ummmm, let’s see, what could it be? A preemptive move to protect people from a vindictive egomaniac and his toadies who’ve blatantly weaponized government to retaliate against anyone perceived as insufficiently subservient and groveling, such as with the FBI and Justice Department purges? Golly, that wouldn’t happen in America.

    This shit’s really not rocket science. Or even complicated at all. My God, man, open your eyes and your mind a little. You can’t be that far gone. As for truth, do you really even care?

    Whether or not you agree with Trump on various policies, his obvious demands for absolute personal loyalty, rule by intimidation, and willingness to gleefully violate federal laws and the Constitution are fairly obvious to most upright-walking mammals who haven’t totally brainwashed themselves with utter nonsense.

    In ruling yesterday against the administration’s illegal firing of numerous federal employees, a federal judge had this to say:

    “It is a sad, sad day when our government would fire some good employee and say it was based on performance when they know good and well that’s a lie. That should not have been done in our country. It was a sham in order to avoid statutory requirements.”

    As for Duterte’s fans, expand your circle a bit. Yeah, it not hard to understand why people in the chaotic Philippines would clap for fascist-imposed order and theatrics that convey illusions of strength. It’s a different story among families of those murdered during his reign after mere allegations by feuding neighbors and self-serving snitches, and among those who give a rip about the rule of law and due process — of which Duterte himself is now ironically a beneficiary.

  9. But John you said you’d never live in Thailand because of their laws regarding criticism of their king and because you’re big into your “freedoms.” What a shame you can’t express your opinion in the Philippines either. Time to move to a new country? I hear America’s wonderful these days, cheap and with a stable political climate to boot.

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