Adelina cleaned my newly redecorated apartment this morning while I went to the library to listen to Osho on my Bluetooth phone that broadcasts directly to my ears. I’ve been watching the series on Netflix called the Wild Wild Country. It is about Osho, the Guru from India that brought his following to a ranch he bought near Antelope Oregon back in the early 80’s. My VA Doctor in Anthem, Arizona, used to hike in Sedona every weekend and support my efforts to eat healthy and change my lifestyle. There was an Osho store and a following in Sedona that he enjoyed and recommended I listen to Osho’s CD on the Buddha and lifestyle. I bought it but couldn’t hear the recording. The Guru’s voice was not in my hearing frequency. Now I have an interest in hearing it after watching Wild Country so with my new hearing aides and Bluetooth assistance thought the library would be quiet enough that I could…and I did until people came into the room I was sitting in and started talking. It is hard to find anyplace without noise just to concentrate.
I left and went to the Bakery for Salad, my mid meal to carry me over until this evening.
I passed a fancy display of Oaxacan T Shirts and pullovers so stopped in.
I tried some on and bought one.
I arrived at the Bakery and ordering my Salad and Home-made Ginger Ale. I started reading more of Blue Highway…almost done…great book. An attractive lady came up to my table, kissed the lady across from me with a European greeting in Spanish, sat down and ordered the same salad. The other lady left and I remarked on how good the salad was that we were both eating. Sophie from Antwerp Belgium concurred and we talked about Antwerp, her travels alone to South America for 3 months, exchanged emails, then as we were getting ready to leave…she gave me the European hug and kiss on the cheek. I almost fell over trying to hug her back over the picnic table. What a lovely day.
I headed home when another lady came up behind me and gave me a hug. It was Halina with her partner Barbara who I thought had returned to Detroit last week. I hardly got to see them this trip. They said goodbye and were leaving in two days.
I tried on my shirt and realized it was too big on me so decided to return it this evening when I went out to eat at the Berliner.
While passing through the Zocalo I saw Pattie, Darcy’s sister, having a beer with Chris who just returned from Phoenix. I stopped to ask about Darcy as I hadn’t seen him and was worried. She said that his illness was worse and they had to send him back to Canada but the hospital couldn’t do anything so he is at home with his Mom taking care of him. So sad. He was one of my first friends in Oaxaca.
I went to Berliner and as I was sitting down to dinner when Bill, my pool playing friend walked in with his wife and asked to join me. I told him no as I wanted time to read my camera manual for the 5th time. There was a concert tonight and I was determined to get some good photos. They sat at the table next to me while we all enjoyed Bratwurst and Potato Salad.
I was on the way out when Deke, my Manager at the condo was coming in. We chatted a bit then I went to the Cathedral for the concert and photos.Easter Music
I stopped at Importado to have a Mescal to wish Darcy good health and speedy recovery. Then arrived to a very hot apartment with everyone outside trying to cool off.
I watched a movie called Into the Wild about a young man out of college that rejected the status quo and sat out to see the world. He broke all contact with his family and friends burned his money and hitched around the states working odd jobs as he went until he made it to Alaska. There he hiked into the wilderness to spend a winter holed up in an abandoned bus in the middle of beautiful no where. Finally he missed his family and friends and decided he was as changed as he was going to be and in the spring set off to return but the snow runoff caused the river to be dangerous, so after a bungled attempt to cross the river, where he lost his backpack and almost his life, he returned to the bus. He survived eating roots but ate that potato root and discovered it causes paralysis of the digestive track and he couldn’t eat anything. Unless he could get treatment…he would die. He took a photo of himself , wrote in his diary...”Happiness is only real when it’s shared” That was his big epiphany. Now he’s on his death bed wrapped in his clothes.
|Tuna Steak with Avocado,Asparagus,Grilled Tomato and Pumpkin Seeds|
I slept late and just read, coffee, listened to music then visited Biznaga for a nice lunch. They use Walmart frozen Tuna Steaks…and they are a bit dry but look what they do to make up for it. Now and then they feature fresh fish other than Salmon.
I did get to enjoy my TUNA Minstrel group while having an OK breakfast at Importador…I’m a big fan…of the TUNA.
|Streets were empty…all in church home or center|
DAVID, “I remember her. What about her?”
“Well, the little gold-digging witch figured I was rich and she filed rape charges against me; and, at 65 years old, I was so proud that when I got into court, I pled ‘guilty’.”
I knew how I got to Tres Bistro and that I was there enjoying one and a half hours of Fresh Dorado with Cilantro Sauce and Arrazo, Fresh Baked Cranberry Bread and Garlic Butter, Carmel Ice Cream on Chocolate Mousse, a complimentary Flute of Champagne with the best Chocolate Heart to accompany the last drop of my wine. Yes I had to take half the Dorado home for Breakfast.
I saw Alfredo the lone bartender, who makes the chocolate hearts and lives in my neighborhood, without any customers at his bar. He recommended a primo Wild Mescal to end the evening…only a shot…and I floated all the way back to Adelina greeting me at the door.
A long time acquaintance of mine died last night. He is from Monroe, Louisiana and always had a good story to tell. Intelligent, cordial, sincere, classy, and an Opera Buff. His last car was a Huge Red Cadillac Eldorado Convertible . He had loved Operas all his life and knew everything about everyone. I used to try and get a seat next to him but in a Opera I didn’t understand or like I would be forced to sit through it out of respect but if Chuck wasn’t there I would have left at intermission. He will be be missed. He was the collection taker during Mass at the Santa Domingo Cathedral…I job he was good at and suited for. He always tried to look his best depending on the occasion…casual, formal, business like, but always tasteful. He enjoyed Canasta or Fandango as we called it. It is a little different than Canasta but I never got the hang of it and quit after about 3 games.. Adios Amigo Chuck.
I walked from a nice visit at the library…where Chuck’s caretaker visited and I wanted to ask him about how he felt but he was obviously saddened. Young Mexican that went to like “caretakers” school and lived with Chuck…he made the best Guacamole to share at our card games when we were there. So I walked to Tom’s place and found it but he hadn’t arrived yet and the workman was not going to let me in to wait. Tom showed up and I got the tour…and think it’s going to be really nice. We walked over to Merced Market next door to get some Tamales he likes. I bought some and later shared with Adelina when I arrived home. We or I broke down and visited the Meat Market with the great bacon I love. I bought a pound and a couple artisan Tonic Water with some fresh tomatoes to take home. I took a cab.
I arrived to discover China is going to levy 25% tariff on us. The nerve. Well Donald so far you owe me over $25,000. Not bad for a week’s work….or whatever you call it.
That evening I ate a Chicken Mole Tamale of high quality and discover Ranker.com that tells me I am way off with my likes/dislike in old and new media…like TV and Movies. Got some good leads on future shows to watch.
Today llse was coming to treat me for the 2nd time. I asked if she could come early and do Adelina’s leg injury she suffered in a fall. She agreed so the two of theme took over my spare room for an hour. Adelina just kept talking for the whole hour? I think she talks in her sleep.
We tried some different exercises today and my arm is now feeling better.
TRAVEL: To me, a road map is the printed lyrics to a siren’s song where highways and rivers are like stanzas, and the little circles indicating towns are notes-some sharp, a few off-key. To begin a journey is to hunt for its turn, its melody, its harmonics, and to follow along from stanza to stanza is to hum a route from, say, Waxahachie to Marfa, Shamokin to Altoona.
I didn’t get much sleep and woke early to write my tenants and inform them that I wanted my house back and that if they couldn’t find another place by August, they could have one more season.
llse arrived today at 11:30 for my therapy session. Maybe our last this year. My shoulder feels much better after 3 sessions. She has a great touch and is very knowledgeable. She is professional. On her card it says: My job is to lift the fallen, restore the broken, and heal the hurting. I love Oaxaca.
She came early because I was to meet Zoe at her house for a ride out to Yarterini and Lleglas Restaurant and Bar which Annalisa, the lady we will meet for lunch, recommended.
Zoe tried to get me to go one night when Eric was playing but I didn’t want to go out late to a loud bar. Turns out it was recommended for a reason. It opened a year ago and the owner had cooked in the US for 7 years or so and was a very professional restaurateur that reminded me of ME. He knew what would work and how to make it work. It was a small place that filled up really quickly with both Gringos and locals that appreciated his food and professional service. The drinks were outstanding. I had an Local Brewed Portermescal that was Porter Beer with Mescal flavors…outstanding as was my Shawarma sandwich that was excellent accompanied by a salad. $3 Prices were way too low. The total bill for us 3 with 2, maybe 3 Gin and Tonics, my beer, and a Mojito with my sandwich, Annalisa’s Wrap Sandwich and Zoe’s Buffalo Wings was $23 Tip included.
Zoe dropped me off at the bus stop and I was home by 4. Good day and “Buenos Noches”
Easter is over! My daughter’s family in California sent me some nice photos.
I leave you with one week left to say good-byes , do laundry, empty refrigerator, etc. Some updated photos of what my condo looks like now.