Our Man in Antigua

followed perfectly by the aptly named ‘Day of the Dead.’….I could’ve let that parade….what is it with me and 4am recently?

‘judging from the amount of glass/broken beer bottles in the streets this morning, it must’ve been a hellacious night but the totals of the usual puddles of puke are waaay down from previous years…yay!  

and it was great to see some familiar faces with tots in tow…Ceci! Peter Glover and family, about to be increased…how could such a beautiful woman fall for such a beast as Peter?

so, fine…you know that Christmas is around the corner when Bodegona puts out their Christmas stuff in October, for all you last minute shoppers…and as I said to Mike D last night, I think we’ve lost Jackson…to the Kentucky side of the river where there’s good bourbon and cigars and to his love…Susan…we’ll see…Cincinatti’ s loss/gain, to be determined…sorry about the spelling, ok?

Exit Inn slammed/packed these evenings…no idea..new waitress? Joe Joe left recently for bigger/better things…yay!

and yes, I’m about to start writing ‘Marbel and the Mercado’…another in a series..great photos, lousy writing but I know what you like..I’ll put up a link when it’s done..

yeah, Day of the Dead…night of the iguana…me…thank god for sunglasses earlier…