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Further evidence of the decline and fall of  the House of Curry…aka El Palacio de India…their long time core group of Thursday night meetings of the Curry Club were observed  at Pushkar, the new adjunct to Culinaria on 6ta norte…will it all be just another flash in the paan? will they try to curry favor? will they do their hindu/voodoo magic?…its okra with me, either way. 

For those of us who wander the streets,  either by day or by dark, there are a few chuck-holes/huecos scattered about the avenidas and calles of Antigua…and the occasional tourist on crutches as evidence that they’re not paying attention to the obstacle course. I haven’t heard of any ‘slip and fall’ lawsuits but that’s probably only a matter of time. Here are three infamous little pot holes to avoid:

crutch material

crutch material

hole of pain

hole of pain

 

 

 

 

And the winner is….
El Hueco Grande!

El Hueco Grande!

Located a few steps south of el Pollo Campero on 5ta Norte is this mineshaft of misery….
Random Thought of the Day…is there aftershave lotion in the afterlife?
The Assassin’s bike of choice….or is it just macho marketing and they’re taking their best shot?
Honk twice when you're reloading

Honk twice when you're reloading

Last, if not least…the cops breaking into a car in broad daylight?…nah, couldn’t be, not in Antigua.  Maybe they left the donuts inside.
work with me here, Jose...the heat's gonna ruin the glazed specials.

work with me here, Jose...the heat's gonna ruin the glazed specials.

In honor of Earth Day, let us consider a new slogan for the city….Keep Antigua Green!
(bring money)
For the final insult to injury, let us consider the haiku of pastry and pain:
As you ramble thru life, whatever your goal…keep your eye on the donut and not on the hole.

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What the hell was I thinking?

What the hell was I thinking?

Ok..fine, the last day of incense, Romans, countrymen and purple dudes…there was even a purple Barney figure at the fountain in Central Park but I couldn’t figure out if there were any religious connection…’bless you Barney, go forth and grin no more?’

It appears, from the wastes on the streets and the corners of buildings, that Antigua is short on public rest stations, aka Porta-Potties…no shit, you may say..well, out of my door, there’s plenty to go around….the horse-drawn carriages have to retrofit their caballos…you know, those white plastic butt-bags? If that’s so important to the civic pride of this fair burg, then perhaps something for the errant caballeros whose leavings are left in the dark corners of the calles? ‘a tasty logo, a catchy slogan and a designer-quality plastic bag? There’s a PR campaign just waiting to happen: “I Left My …… In Antigua”..perhaps Ricky Martin…”Living La Vida Ca-Ca”?

The Unknown Restauranteur, heading back for the Big Apple in a few weeks(ain’t love grand?)is thinking seriously of closing his business next year during Semana Santa. Per the UR, the parking/people/’can I use your bathroom’ requests don’t make staying open particularly attractive. Yes, he’s at Ground Zero for the processions and the business is good but the headaches aren’t worth it….cold Fusion ought to glad to hear this, since even they have been seeing customers(a rare sight).

The Hunchbacks of Antigua

The Hunchbacks of Antigua

Does this qualify as child abuse? Can you say ‘double hernia?’ ‘Jesus Christ! this sucker is heavy.’ They should have known that Jesus is a heavy dude…and lastly…

All Hail the New Moto Law!

Right…another law on the books to protect people from themselves, improve the quality of life and make Guatemala the envy of the civilized world…No More Than One Person on a scooter/motorcyle! right, as if…let’s see…we’ve got the ‘no cell phone while driving rule’, and a few other asinine uninforceable rules and regulations…visualize this: the usual three people on the Piaggio, one smoking and the other on the ‘phone…forget about helmets: ‘up against the wall, hands in the air’…oh, and its a 1000 q fine. Next month there’ll probably be a restriction on how many people can ride in a pickup truck(I saw 12 this morning…four in the cab, eight in back) Where are the police?  (‘knocking back latte’s from the Condesa) 

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