The best day of the year

Okay, so what if it was the only day of the year so far? It was still the best one.

Started out with my Standard Solitary Sunday Stroll, watched the sun go down from Baloy Beach, and finished my evening in the company of a beautiful young woman. Then I went home alone. Let’s go back in time in reverse chronological order.

That’s me passed out drunk on the floor when I got home. Oh, wait. That’s Buddy having some sweet dreams.
Back on the gin and soda water for the foreseeable future. They don’t call it a beer belly for nothin’
And that’s sweet Jenn, one of the Snackbar girls. When I teasingly suggested that I might consider hiring her for my girlfriend vacancy, she revealed how much she makes on an average night. Wow! Those lady drink commissions do add up. Perhaps I can’t compete in the marketplace after all.
Oh, but I would if I could! Jenn is really good at her job.

My buddy Ron messaged me with an invite to join him at McCoy’s on Baloy. A change of scenery is a good thing now and then, and I hadn’t been there since last year (damn, that line never gets old, does it?).

Boys on the beach
The view from our hut
Lots of folks spending their New Year’s holiday at the beach
Look to the right, and you can watch the sun going down
Look to the left, and you can see a rainbow.
Look straight ahead, and you can see the sparkling water in Subic Bay. Sorry if that ass is blocking the view.
The best sunset of the year, for sure!

Nothing special about the morning hike, although I hadn’t walked that far since last year. (okay, I’ll stop now. Promise!)

7.5 Kilometers on very familiar ground

I decided to take a photograph of the different roads and paths I walked along the way. Warning: these are pretty boring.

Leaving the house on my street, Shenandoah Bend
Taking the pathway out of Alta Vista
The old dirt road
A different dirt road
Pavement in San Isidro
Another no-name street
Up the alley
Bridge #2
Finally! A road I know the name of–Sawmill
Thank you!
The Govic Highway
Sierra Hills subdivision
And the Santa Monica subdivision
Crossing the river on the National Highway
A road that ends in the squatter village
In said village
The road to Alta Vista
In Alta Vista
The shortcut to my street
And finally, back on my street again.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you! Actually, it’s a little more pleasant on Relive, so have at it if you are a glutton for punishment.

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Yesterday was also the fifth anniversary of the beginning of my Hash career. I was visiting from Korea in preparation for my planned move five months later. Here are some photos from that historic event:

Loaded up in the long gone Hashmobile. As much as I hated riding back there, I do miss having transport to the trailhead.
My first On-On!
It was a tough trail (I don’t remember who the Hare was). I thought the last descent was going to kill me. I wound up sliding down on my ass.
Losing my virginity at the Hash circle. That’s Gem next to me, a girl I met from Manila on a dating site. She scammed me for a thousand dollars and then disappeared a few months after I moved here. One of those expensive lessons I hope I’ve learned.
“What doesn’t go in you, goes on you. Just like a blowjob.” I recall I managed to drink it all down in one go, so I stayed dry.

Good times.

And finally, I mentioned in an earlier post about being impressed by a Queen Vic dancer named Irish. The SOB sponsor has some pictures up, and I wanted to share a couple of her in action.

That’s Irish up front putting on the moves.
And then she transformed into a gymnast
Transitioning to the splits. Her other lips were down on the floor a couple of seconds later. I think she’d be a great top!

So, that’s how my year started out. Here’s to keeping all that positive momentum going!

5 thoughts on “The best day of the year

  1. The new year is off to a good start, I see. I didn’t think the street pics were boring at all. I’m always keen to see more of the areas where you walk. Oh, and nice pics from your first Hash. Good memories.

  2. Surprisingly, she told me that most nights, her salary + drink commissions are around 1000 pesos. That’s better pay than most workers make in this country. And yes, I’m available if she wants to spoil me!

  3. Kev, glad you enjoyed the street pics. I guess I’ve walked those roads so many times now that it is hard to find anything of interest to photograph.

    Yeah, it was good to recall that first Hash. At the time I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but, no regrets.

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