Homeless Diver

It started simply enough at Cocolocos with Denis, then to Red Pirates where I saw Sally for the first time in months (still cool as hell and cute as it gets). Didnt know it at the time but I stayed ther until midinght before meeting up with Daniel and Remus at Juice Bar.

• 00:30 - Juice Bar, I asked Jay to set me on fire, which he certainly did with a fireball that shot a meter out from the bar. People yelled “chug” so I did. Found Jaime (his birthday also) and he passes around a bunch of shots from a bottle.
• 01:30 - Hey Jude, a few drinks at most. Someone gets Jammers.
• 0?:30 - Summer Place, 3 of us went there but I honestly couldn’t tell you much of what happened. I remember sitting on the back of a bench and flipping it up. Daniel mackin’ on a UK girl, lots of vodka/redbulls.
• 0?:?? - Cocomangas, I dont remember staying there long but someone said there was a lot of back slapping.
• ???? - Gilly’s, this is all I remember: I knew almost every employee there and one of the DJ’s. lots of high-fiving, a few drinks. I tried dancing with these two girls, they both looked at me like I had cooties and danced themselves around so their backs were facing me. I thought that was funny at the time. I remember talking to a kiteboarder on the beach there. I remember leaving to get a BBQ stick from Andoks and bring it back. I forgot about the coming back part and hopped on a motorbike and went home almost crashing the driver a few times with my inability to sit upright and eat chicken at the same time whilst grabbing his belt loop like a handle.

Thats all I remember. No walk home or how I smashed my toe so hard I think it might be broken at the knuckle. Had to cancell my diving for a few days.  I walked in front on daMarios and all the girls erupted in “we heard something naughty about you” kind of laughs. Daniel said they also did that to him earlier in the day…turns out one of them was there that night and we both tried picking her up….I think, they seem really shy about explaining it.

I saw Remus last night and he said I was buying drinks for everyone at Gully’s, at one point the whole bar was lined up with tequila shots - courtesy of me.  hmmmm…. I came home with most of my cash so I think I might have skipped out on a large bar tab.. oops.

Dear Boracay, you injure me with your nightlife. I love it!

I woke up around noon today and promptly did nothing but some more laundry. Bleaching all the whites in the house that seem dingy after the house was empty for almost a month. Haven’t been shopping since I got back so I made some instant oats as food, not that I was hungry but I need it with my meds or I get indigestion really bad. Got a lotta paper crap I’m clearing out so rather than haul it up to the mainroad next week (only 1 day trash service) I put the unused hibachi standing grill on the back balcony and burned a bunch of it today.

Pretty much did that and puttered around on the internet until an hour ago when I got some daMarios and talked with Jaqi and Rod down at Red Pirates.The weather on boracay is really nice right now with a solid constant breeze comming off the sea.

I have no idea why, but this is the 3rd night in a row that ladyboys have been hanging out in Red Pirates at the bar. I guess it makes business sense for them since a lot of the older guys at Casa Camilla are into that sort of thing….but c’mon, no need for them to be hanging out on this end of the island so much! And especially not in there. It’s too small to accomodate that scene…its like a nippa hut version of Cheers. I dont mean to go on about this but, until now, I never realized how discreet and low-key the gays on this end of the beach are. There is nothing at all discreet about a ladyboy. I dont think I’ve ever seen them hang out in Angol before.  You want a partner of either of the sexes or transgendered (i think?) ladyboys…fine. Go to Summer Place or walk around Station 2 later in the night. Just want girls? They’re all over Station 1, Station 2, D’Mall, Cocomangas, Gilly’s, Andoks, Bamboo Lounge, Regency, or any friggin where you walk on the beachpath in that area… but down here at Red Pirates. Anywhere past Station 3 is not a good place for them to be hanging around. Luckily, this might be short lived since they seem to be getting picked up by the newer retirees as ’sowing their hedonistic oats’ in their early days here. Ok, I’m done with that.

now its past midnight and I never finished this post.  Been looking for a picture of a “bag of Andoks” online…they closed the one near here and opened another one further down the beach…not exactly close walking distance…still noy too far but definately not an option for a quick trip. The hole in my leg is still jacked up so I’m not moving about very much.

It was looking to be such a nice evening with the lessening of my cold. What the hell, lets go see what the guys are up to in the Blue Mango dive shop!

Nice weather, topless French girl on the beach, good breeze…man, that was a good decision I think to myself. Even though the new staff in the hotel can’t figure out the simplest task of taking a food order and drink order from me, its still OK. I’ll just wait for that rum and coke, the one that she repeated back to me. Twenty minutes later, still no drink. BAH I think…I’m not gonna dwell on it and let it ruin my unusually good mood.

Sitting there watching TV, chatting with friends, and sipping on drinks brought from the Bar next door (CocoLoco’s), and the lack of food…’C’ decides to on a trip to Arwanas for some fajitas and we’re taking a visitor. His first day on the isle and soon-to-be Army cadet/officer. A guarantee of good conversation for all of us; perpetuating the good mood. I like.

Arwanas, for some reason, has shut down the kitchen at around 6:30 PM. Really odd, so we ask why. This guy says its because there weren’t any customers….hmmm..then why the hell is it still open with music blasting downstairs and a full staff around? oh yea, there’s no customers because your dumbass keeps turning customers away!

Nextstop - Crafty’s Rooftop! Yes, good call. The food was good as always, the staff cool as hell, the drinks always perfect. Steve didn’t recognize me but what the hey, I haven’t seen him in a few months. Yes, definitely a good call to eat there.

Leaving there, I stop in at Hey Judes! You cant call it a night out unless you have stopped in at Hey Judes at least once. They keep on down the beach while I get a drink. They already have it ready for me in the 10 seconds since they saw me…thats what I call service!
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