I pop in to Ocelot…Ron’s on the sax and I’ll put him together with Rick for the martial arts thing..Karlas’s working the door for Pangea (and they’re doing biz)….Ixcot…deader than dead…Karmen G walks in(we were at the ATC last night)and we talk about the service…ungood…she tells me of the open house for Ximena Murillo’s new office…Ximena, who used to own El Muro, has now opened a great office in the El Jaulon Building on 4th calle…so..i go…there’s Mario, Lex and the very delectible Flor..
So…we’re talking, Ximena and i and in walks Henrik and Shawn…I’ve been wondering where Henrik’s been the last few days/weeks….answer..Peru and Cuzco…he stumbled in/on this neo-nazi ranch…blonde headed kids in the village, weird house full of more weird shit…strange butler..ask him for details…I’m frankly boggled by the experience. I like Cuzco…Hare Krishnas, bags of dried coca leaves, great architecture..check out the gun museum in Lima, upstairs over the Gold Museum that’s fake(the real stuff was stolen years ago)..anyway, up the Sacred Valley towards Machu Picchu…i went in on a Russian helicopter and came out on a train that caught fire..Henrik! ask him for details…this is a story that makes your jaw drop..a 3 coach weddiing on 5th norte, a stop at DV..Claudia #1 working!…final final at Hectors…yep, the German girl is working and doing it very very well…
Tartines empty, same-o same-o Havana Cigar Lounge…Dona Leonor with people eating and at the bar…WTF? town full of tourists, off the cruise ships…name tags/numbers on their shirts and the marimba band playing at City Hall at 8pm…gotta love this town, I sure as hell do…’girding my loins for El Salvador on Monday…Monday night is penciled in…dinner with my old friend John from Havana days and thence to Lips…o god…let Ashley be there…
Sick is as sick does, to paraphrase Forrest Gump…
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