The long way

Well, by my low standards, yesterday’s 10K group hike was practically a marathon. And did I mention it was hot? I had suggested two options for the group: a hike up Kalaklan or a flat valley walk. When two Jeepneys passed by completely full, I changed my vote to the valley, and off we went. En route, I opted to forego the typical circumnavigation of the valley and instead took a seldom-used trail that led to a Govic Highway rendezvous. It was a nice hike, but wound up being longer than I remembered. Oh well, it is all part of the adventure.

My Friday hike mates.
Hearts afire. They must be lovin’ the trail.
We passed through a seldom-visited village.
Down in the dumps.
Through the valley.
Crossing Bridge #4.
The river is as dry as it gets, but come next month, it will be raging.
Taking the road less travelled through a banana tree forest.
I only pass this way a couple of times a year, but the kids remember and come running for cookies.
How now carabao?
All in a day’s walk.

The other “big” event in my day was attending the SOB dance competition at Wet Spot. A couple of good performances, with Wet Spot taking home top honors. It was good to see Daddy Dave in attendance again.

Two of the groups had a candle dancer as part of their performance. Hot wax on my tongue would not be fun!

As usual, I drank my money’s worth (750 entrance fee, free drinks from 6-8 p.m.) and I’d had my fill by the end of the show. A trike ride home, some dessert, and then off to bed.

Friday’s report card: 22,055 steps. 16.96 kilometers. 3937 calories burned.

A couple of memes I saw took me back to those crazy times in the 1970s:

I wore my hair long, but didn’t adhere to the “hippie” mentality.
I was definitely highly educated. I recall an English exam in high school that required writing an essay. I wrote about trying to write an essay after smoking a joint before class.

Of course, we are still living in crazy times, I just don’t have any drugs to ease the pain these days.

At least I was one of those “conspiracy theorists” who saw through the scam.
The science is settled!

Welp, I made it to January 2009 in the LTG archives, and it seems I’m posting with more regularity. The posts are taking on that “day in life” quality that I rely on now. Here’s a blissful recounting of my ignorance one day.

A sad memory from nine years ago–the passing of one of the most unique individuals I’ve encountered in this life, and I was blessed to call a friend, Bridget Werner.

We met through darts, but we developed a mutual friendship that extended to other aspects of our lives. Her husband, Chris, was in the military and stationed at Yongsan. When his tour finished, he moved on to the base in Columbia, SC, where I spent half my time, and we continued to share adventures.
Here we are on a weekend getaway to the west coast of Korea. Sadly, Bridget’s son died a couple of years after she did.

I was surprised to come across a YouTube video featuring someone I actually know–Matt, the owner of the Mope Resort in San Narciso, where I frequently stay. Last year, he was involved in a motorcycle accident that resulted in the loss of a leg. We had a chance to sit and chat during a recent visit to Mope. I was so impressed with his positive outlook and attitude. An avid surfer (that’s why he opened his beach resort), he was looking forward to getting his artificial limb and riding the waves again. Indeed, you can’t keep a good man down. We’ll be back to see you soon, Matt!

Today’s Zen moment:

I Feel Like I’m Diagonally Parked In A Parallel Universe.

And the humor:

Yeah, I don’t want to kick the bucket, but fuck it, you gotta live your best life.
A match made in heaven for sure!
Isn’t that sweet?

And with that, I’m done. Time to finish preparing for my weekend in Angeles City. I’ll be participating in some events associated with the AC Hash anniversary, including tomorrow’s trail. I will head back to Barretto on Monday morning, and hopefully, I will arrive in time for our Hash trail. I’ll make sure to update you tomorrow.

7 thoughts on “The long way

  1. The river is as dry as it gets, but come next month, it will be raging.

    Are you looking forward to the rains? Monsoon season in Korea is most of July and about half of August, with rains still happening but becoming infrequent through September and October.

    Taking the road less travelled through a [banana-tree] forest.

    I’d want to collect some tarantulas from the banana trees, but I have no idea how I’d get them into Korea.

    I only pass this way a couple of times a year, but the kids remember and come running for cookies.

    “Yay, it’s SATAN! I mean, SANTA!”

    free drinks from 6-8 p.m.

    Ooh, spot the error!

    Friday’s report card: 22,055 steps. 16.96 kilometers. 3937 calories burned.

    A good report card. 17K is a step toward doing your big, 29K walk (San Narciso?).

    I wrote about trying to write an essay after smoking a joint before class.

    (a) I wrote about [trying to write an essay] after smoking a joint before class.
    (b) I wrote about [trying to write an essay after smoking a joint before class].

    You’re saying you smoked a joint, then wrote an essay about trying to write an essay? Or that you wrote an essay about the topic of “trying essay-writing after smoking a joint before class”? Either way, actually high or not, that’s pretty meta.

    Of course, we are still living in crazy times, I just don’t have any drugs to ease the pain these days.

    Spot the error! And why is it an error? I expect you’ll quietly ignore the “why” part. Which is why you’ll keep making this mistake.

    Enjoy Angeles City.

  2. With the US dollar weakening against pretty much every currency in the world, have you heard any rumblings from anybody (US expats) there in the PI?

    The Thai baht has strengthened about 10% vs. the US dollar, so I read some bitching from people (who were already on the edge) about the exchange rate, and how they are taking a haircut when they exchange money.

    EDIT: actually see that US –> peso conversion is actually higher than historical averages, but is trending down a bit. About a 5% correction YTD. So, probably not a big deal unless a person arrived at the peak US/peso exchange rate.

  3. Brian, I use a 50 peso to the dollar rate when I do conversions in my head, so as long as that holds up I’m good. I saw it go as low as 43 when I was a tourist. It was good when it rose briefly to 58, but no one expected that to last.

  4. No, I’m not really looking forward to the rains. It makes it cooler, but everything else is a pain in the ass.

    Handing out sweets to kiddies does seem a tad Satanic…that’s why I let Swan handle it most of the time…

    I was high at the time; I don’t remember! 🙂 The teacher said she appreciated my honesty, and I didn’t get sent to the principal’s office, so there’s that.

    It’s a compound sentence with a comma splice, so I need a semicolon to separate the thoughts. I guess an “and” would have worked, too.

  5. I guess an “and” would have worked, too.

    Not just an “and,” but a “comma-and.”

    (a) The enemy appeared all around us; I was the only one to survive.
    (b) The enemy appeared all around us, and I was the only one to survive.

    So now the question is: Will you keep committing this error? I guess we’ll see. One thing I notice about flies is that they have no long-term memory. If they go to a sunlit window, you can try to smack them, but they simply fly away and come back five seconds later, all memories of danger forgotten. “Learning” a lesson means retaining it. Did you learn, or did you just parrot? I see in your answer, for example, terminology that you never use: comma splice, compound sentence. Do you know what these terms mean?

    As I’ve said many times, over 90% of your errors are addressed in my “Commas” series, Parts 1 and 2. If you were to reread those and practice them, you’d really internalize the relevant concepts. But that means work and effort.

    My blog has a search window at the top. Every time there’s a comma-related question, instead of using Grammarly—which can often be wrong—visit the blog, go to the search window, type “commas” in it, and scroll down the search results to the relevant post. Oh, no! Too much work!

    Without looking at Grammarly or any other references, can you tell me what makes a compound sentence a compound sentence? How do you know it’s not a complex sentence?

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