Our Man in Antigua

Neil Craig! back with a vengeance…no, back with a great %$#@! location, right in the heart of Glitter Gulch (4th calle)…’taking over Michos and expanding a bit…a new menu next week and so on…whew…what a coup…

thank you to the “Canadian’ who gave me a couple of Tylenol #3’s this morning (my P.I.T.A) still here/there…whew…those are some serious tabs, my friend…thanks also to Michael Raymont who gave me a couple of Gabapentin tabs (some kinda pharmaceutical heaven, per Google)…’haven’t road-tested them yet but Michael says he’s been taking them for a long time(which might explain a few things)..

Lex Cargo and lady friend, out and about on 5th calle….another store going in around the silver shop…’hard to keep up with the revolving doors on that street.

Alex of Fusion kicking out the jams/doorways and such in Fusion and expanding into the patio…a grand opening of  Nido Antigua scheduled for Friday the 19th (this month)starting at 6pm…G.S.T?

El Periodico reporting that they(the authorities)are going to ‘extinguish’ our Mayor’s properties…as in confiscate, take and do what with? does someone get to bid on them, take them over or what? enlighten me, please on how this works in Guatemala…Adolfo has now been in the clink for 17 days…o durance vile..o dirty clothes

and the red, white and blue SAT sticker is still pasted on the door of that place…a little problem with the paperwork?….and just where in the hell did all the day-trippers come from today…100-150 easily, all walking around with name tags, lanyards, white legs and cameras, followed by the mayan ladies..

per Walter Fischer, the Antigua City Tour bus thing starts this Saturday, details in Revue…good…’hope it works, this time…Juan Carlos had a great idea but shallow pockets…Walter and his partners don’t seem to have that problem (yet) and thanks to Jim aka Bull Durham for yet another great batch of pork ribs…jamesdurham2@gmail.com, the best, outa Tecpan…I picked up a frozen pound and since my butt was hurting…figured, what the hell…gotta defrost ’em one way or the other…stuffed the plastic sealed packet in my pants, walked home and bingo…defrosted ribs, frozen butt…a twofer..hmmm, Gabapentin?  Michael…if i turn into a howling freak later(what’s the difference, eh?) I’ll know who to blame..