Spent a couple of hours out on the Kokomo’s floating bar yesterday. The brown knees there seemed to enjoy the brownies I shared with them. There was a big spender aboard who bought all the girls a drink for Mother’s Day. That made me happy because I didn’t have to! As people came and went, I couldn’t help but notice a large percentage of the guests were Filipinos. You almost never saw that in the past. Things are changing around here as the Subic area becomes a destination for folks fleeing the big city lockdowns. That’s good for business, and keeping the bars viable is good for me. Win-win!
Regarding the title of this post, no, the floating bar was not sinking. But the sun was.
After departing the floating bar, I walked across the beach and had some dinner at Da’ Kudos.
Speaking of walking, this is Hash Monday and I’m one of the Hares:
We set the trail this morning and it kind of kicked my ass. Two climbs on a hot day wasn’t much fun. Most likely, it will be hotter this afternoon when everyone else does the trail Glad I’m not them! Now I need to shower up and get ready to head out to the VFW to give the Hashers their marching orders.
I’m glad I don’t have this kind of comma problem:
Good luck to today’s Hashers.
Zen Buddhism has all sorts of stories about rude actions by monks. Click this link to my blog, then scroll down the post until you hit the boldface text. The story of Buddhist rudeness told there is legendary.
Great pics of the sunset! Love it.
Thanks for the link, hard to imagine someone like Ch’unsong defying all the monk-ish stereotypes like that. I guess there are many roads to enlightenment. Maybe I’ll find one someday, although, just like with love, I’m looking in all the wrong places.