On Friday 10 May 12, 2013; just before lunch, Mayang and I stopped at the New Ole Honda Intensive Care Ward, to see how it was coming along. The Engine Head was at the machine shop, the rest of the parts were scattered everywhere. I moaned loudly and had to go, but I was informed that due to the election they would be closed the following Monday. But because I was a loyal and long standing customer, Kuya Greg promised that he would have his best minions working on my car as soon as the head came back from the machine shop,Off to the Barrio to have lunch with Loren and his wife Mercer. We met them at the Sit-N-Bull restaurant/Bar and again Turkey was out of stock, unfazed I found that the French Dip Sandwich that I had the last time was still in stock, and as it was good then it should be good now. I asked Joy our waitress when will Turkey be back in stock, and she told me next Thanksgiving. Would that mean that the Turkey Loren had ate a few weeks ago was left over from last November? Order a drink, and change the subject quickly Paul. We left there and went to a patio bar down the street, which had the last time been owned by a German guy. I need to get out more often, it was now an “I Love You Baby No BS, Buy Me One Drink, kind of bar. We sat on the veranda overlooking the National Highway and found that with our two cocktails, and soft drinks for Mayang and Mercer there were also Ladies Drinks for the 4 Hoochie waitresses and GRO’s. With rage and indignation, our darling wives were in their faces telling them to remove themselves and their drinks from our area. Drink cocktail quickly, exit stage left. Down the road again stopping in to the Voodoo bar, dancing girls, and me on stage also, these young ladies were smart enough to give respect to the two visiting Ate’s (Mercer and Mayang) and a great time was had by all. Well you decide from the photos attached. Once more the ladies decided that their husbands had enough fun for one day, and then they informed us that the taxi was outside to bring us home. Goodbyes were said to all our new found friends and off into the sunset we rode (But not in the New Ole Honda). Being two smart old geezers Loren and I never complain to our ladies when they stop the Carnival as they might let us do it again someday.
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