Our Man in Antigua

thank you, Maria Maldaur…great day in A Town…Fred Heywood came riding into town on a massive gray stallion…accompanied by Ricardo of Norco, ex-antigueno and a horseman..wearing high black leather boots and a black cape with  gold trimming…Ricardo, who grew up here and worked horses for some serious people, now lives in the states…socal…an ex-bull rider…yep,those bulls in the rodeo, cow palace and all that…also in a jousting company…imperial knights…no, not the KKK…serious guy…paratrooper cap and so on..no news on the resurrection of what was known as Reilly’s…supposedly still on for taking over Dos Mil…..who knows? the rumors become layers of the unknown..Sobremesa! expanded the kitchen, selling art off the walls and opening an ice cream outlet not far from Ocelot…good move, Alex! Fusion II…doing business and a great example of lighting/atmosphere..Alex, who’s done his stint in San Francisco(we know the same restaurants) has his eye on the ball..across from F2 is a new store, doin’ persian…well, iranian carpets…El Muro? doin’ well…cross fertilization with Peter the G’s new hostel..John’s folks in town, looking for a place to move into..talk of making a run into Honduras next year..john, myself and a jeweler friend…hit
Erandique, do the opal mines and flip out in Copan, coming and going…Twisted Tanya, Garnell and that crew…”been too long..poor Copan, sucking big time with the lacka tourists and bad PR about Honduras..

welcome to Copan

looks like an extended trip into Nicaragua in January…new assignment($$), seen some country i haven’t seen…places to go, people to do and all that..their real estate market is in the cellar…Granada? dead…foreclosures in San Juan Del Sur…beachfront, no less..Hector? where the hell is he? ‘place packed…probably off with the pneumatic blonde…o…Corinna, the Aussie? back and looking spectacular…and blonde…or blonder…is that a word?Ocelot? medium crowd…waiting for the brit/indie dude…i didn’t…the songs all sound the same to me…angst…no, boring…john h…’calls antigua a colonial pothole…damn..that’s kinda a slap in the face…is he right? hey, it’s my home…potholes are me, obviously…where are those business cards from the working girls?….’absolute discretion..massage, sex and party’…Liss…5648-2012…give her a buzz…let me know how it works out…’field research’ and all that. 

 

I miss my cannons



welcome to Antigua