kinda sad, sitting around the double table at Ocelot earlier, realizing that 5 outa 7 are going back to the US in May….add Alabama Bob and that’s six…leaving me and HBT to carry on…in our usual debauched fashion(no problem)HBT’s been to the Club El Exceso in Xela…who knew?
Cafe Urbano, the new place on 5th Calle? slammed..packed…why? Pappy’s Texas BBQ open this week, for Semen Satan…11-4, and getcher ribs etc while they’re hot..I’ve gotta pig in my immediate future (no, not HER) but one of the pigs at HBT’s place in Guanajar will be making the ultimate sacrifice..can you say ‘cracklin’s?….will there be intestinal fortitude?
the poor ol’ Land Rover, discarded and abandoned…no papers, no title and no takers…Reid’s got cold feet, Mac’s saying that Jim Hearne’s responsible but even that paper trail is very very cold…just another pig pen by the river..
and, at last, adios to my favorite panama…7 or 8 years later and a buncha miles…too many adventures to recount/remember and the holes in the crown defied any more attempts with Crazy Glue to solve…the mercado provided a decent replacement, at a helluva lot less $$..swapped the hat and sweat band and we’re good to go in the morning..speaking of morning, after this we won’t be back til sunday…maybe, assuming….tune in Monday for updates/bitches, gripes/adventures on the river with ol Leadfoot himself..is two boxes of ammo enough? 
Our Man in Antigua 
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