Well, it was a Tuesday, so I had low expectations, and I wasn’t disappointed. That won’t stop me from telling you all about it, though. You are welcome!

I’ll be traveling to Surigao Island with the neighbors (all four of them—Jeff, Davina, Martin, and Joss) the last week in November, so we’ll likely miss the traditional Thanksgiving feast. Not to worry, Jeff and Davina invited us to join them on the 20th for an early celebration. I volunteered to bring the turkey.

I’ll also be making a batch of my Aunt Pat’s Recipe World-Famous Fruit Salad to share at the early Thanksgiving gathering. I’ll contribute my brownies and an apple pie to the feast as well. It should be fun, looking forward to it.

Tuesday is our traditional toes in the sand day, so we headed to Baloy Beach so Swan could get her fix.

To our surprise, Kokomo’s was actually open, so naturally we stopped in.

Word from the waitresses is that the floating bar will be out by this weekend, weather permitting. The fact that they had waitresses was a good sign because they had been hired to work on the floater.

We found out that the beer was warm because the power was out. And with the sundown, things were getting a little on the dark side. So, we paid our tab and departed. I was worried that Treasure Island would also be without light, but that was not the case. The outage appeared to be limited to Kokomo’s.

So, we grabbed a seat at the TI bar and ordered our dinner.

After our meal, we grabbed a trike and had it drop us off at Queen Victoria Bar for our nightcap.

And as always, it’s good to be alive. Speaking of which, it was just one year ago that things were looking a little iffy:

From the April 2015 LTG archives is a post recalling some memories from the years I spent living in Prescott, Arizona. Overall, that was my favorite place to have resided in the USA, but that chapter of my life ended in 1983. I’m glad to have lived it.

For today’s YouTube video, I’m sharing this vlogger’s take on the reasons for the “tourism crisis” in the Philippines. Honestly, none of the issues he describes are new, and I experienced some of them back in my tourist days. Living here now for going on eight years, I’ve learned to take the good with the bad. My little town is not free from frustrations, but it is still a comfortable spot for retired expats like me. Now, I’d likely not feel that way if I had chosen Manila, so buyer beware.

Humor time:

So, there you have it until we meet again.

Here’s Rod Hart with the opening credits song from Junior Bonner. I saw him perform at the Wagon Wheel bar in Prescott.