Our Man in Antigua

at the stroke of 5pm, it dipped behind the peak of El Fuego, where a thin stream of smoke lit up, as if the Devil’s Factory in the basement was giving up for the day..we are blessed to have the views from here that we do and i sometimes take them for granted.

Moderate crowds early at Micho’s and Oshalot…where happy hour was on, whether you liked it or not…and who was that SYT in the black vinyl mini-dress next to Neil? (Sweet Young Thing) I never did get a clear look at her face. Ixcot shuttered for the night, if not for the rest of year and forever. I commiserated with Steve Wintershaw about the recent painting over of his murals in what was the previous incarnation of Casbah…”we had fun’…great attitude.

Luis the rotund tourist guide, hanging out on the steps of Citibank, waiting for the 5 o’clock rush hour for tourists needing guides? ..Luis…go home, tomorrow is another day…bridal photos being shot in Nim P’ot, fingering the fabrics: if I’m not mistaken(frequently)she and hubby to be were shooting scenes in the park this morning, about 9’ish…a long day, kids

Bull, aka Santiago Durham, scheduled to be transferred to a bigger/better hospital in the City, for his long (3 weeks and counting) hip surgery…paid for the new ball and now it’s just a matter of cut and paste…ack…never ever put yourself at risk for an operation like this…the downside for some of us is that his long-running ‘pork product’ business from Tecpan is being disbanded…but…if one (anyone, please)wanted to assume the position…nope, that sounds wrong…’take over’ the biz, it’s simple…email the requests to El Porko the Factory by Tuesday, they deliver on Thursday and you laugh all the way to the bank (cuz there ain’t a lotta $$) email the Bull at jameswdurham2@gmail.com for the full particulars..

und zo? it’s Thanksgiving Week all across the YouEss of A…football, schools are out and an overdose of tryptophan scheduled on Thursday…the shoppers hit the stores for Black Friday (not an African-American holiday) and if anyone has any credit left on their cards, maybe one last chance to crank up the economy of spend it while you don’t got it..me? off to that den of iniquity in Esquintla known as the Jet Set for the day, where the beer flows freely and some of the waitresses are rumored to be semi-pros..please, don’t make me make the decision about ‘would you like breast or thigh?’…can’t i just go for the Daily Double and do both? 

an observation by Don Adams a couple of days ago (not THAT Don Adams of ‘Get Smart’)that the usual number of returning snow birds is a lot less this year than usual…yeah, we’ve got more tour groups but not the familiar faces of yesteryear (or the year before)…no great Thanksgiving feasto like Barb the K used to organize but the upside is that one doesn’t have to mingle with some of the houseguests…like what’s his face and his sidekick..