Moving into a relationship
#433
Posted 22 July 2011 - 03:45 PM
it sounds like you have to get up early to catch you out.
another excellent update.
#434
Posted 22 July 2011 - 03:48 PM
Good story mate, glad to hear you had your marbles about you...
#435
Posted 22 July 2011 - 03:58 PM
#436
Posted 22 July 2011 - 04:09 PM
You know what you are doing with the golf, play it just like you would watching ladyboy porn; don't over think it and enjoy every stroke..
I just played 18 holes with Dazed&Confused, got off to a terrible start losing two balls to the water on the first hole. Didn't start enjoying it until I finally started laughing at my errors and ignoring the score card, and I actually had a more respectable back 9.
Good luck!
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#437
Posted 22 July 2011 - 04:45 PM
Let's see how far the hospitality extends once they understand you have rejected their "generosity".
Far be it for me to suggest they are hypocrites but I will bet the contact becomes something other than "close friends".
Please keep us informed how things develop from here. I love the feeling of being a fly-on-the-wall in your PI adventure.
#438
Posted 22 July 2011 - 04:48 PM
Isn't golf the craziest game ever invented, Kliome? The harder you try, the worse you do.
Macman
#439
Posted 22 July 2011 - 04:57 PM
Macman
#440
Posted 22 July 2011 - 06:19 PM
Reminds me of that saying that goes something like:
Question: "What's the best way to make a small fortune in the PI (or LOS, etc)?"
Answer: "Start with a large fortune and invest it".
The more I hear about Angel, the more I think you've found, well, an angel.
Nix
#441
Posted 24 July 2011 - 10:57 AM
Well, I played the tournament. I started out well, getting a par on the first hole. I had a fair share of pars, but also had a few disaster holes. I walked the course, as is my custom, while my partners all rode. Back in the States, I used to play 4 or 5 times a week on a very hilly course, and always walked, either with a push/pull cart or carrying my bag. Here, on a very flat terrain and with a caddy to carry my bag, I was dragging my ass all over the course by the 13th hole. It's the damn heat. We started at 7:00 AM, about an hour and 45 minutes later than we usually start, and finished at around 11:45, about 4 hours later than we usually finish. That gave the sun ample opportunity to try and kill me. I also have a nice case of sun poisoning on my lower lip, thanks to last week's beach trip and my subsequent sunning episodes during the week, plus playing Thursday afternoon because we were rained out in the morning. (Shhhh, Don't tell Pacman. I don't want to hear any I-told-you-so's". I wouldn't have put sun screen on my lips anyway, so ...) I'm fine though, but I played like crap towards the end. I had a 10 on a par 5 that I usually par. As for my lip, 2 nurses told me to stay out of the sun for 5 days, at least during high-risk hours. I'll still play my regular games because of the early finish time.
After the tournament, Al came over to me during lunch, and said that his wife and Angel would be coming out at around 1:00 Pm to pick us up. At 1:30, he went downstairs, came back and told me that they were there, and he'd be leaving. He suggested that I stay and let them take Angel back home, because the raffle had some pretty good prizes (along with very minor ones), and you had to be present to win the major ones. We were also in a club meeting, and I figured I should stay for that, even though I didn't understand a thing because it was all in Bisaya. I went down to tell Angel to go back with Al and his wife. Naturally she rushed over to me, hugged me, kissed my cheek, and took my picture. The caddies were all hanging around down there because they hadn't been payed yet. (I don't know why the club didn't pay them immediately after the round, instead of making them hang around for 2 1/2 hours. They had collected our entrance fees before the matches started.) You had to see them checking us out. I won a pretty nice fan, by the way. I also got to meet a lot of the local movers and shakers; always a plus in this country.
I know what you're thinking (especially you, Packers). You think Al and his wife wanted to get Angel alone for some more hard selling. I figured the same thing. Not so. Angel said that the wife was very understanding about us having other priorities. When she came to our place, instead of meeting her on the road, Angel invited here in to our place. She told me that she wanted her to see that there were many things we still needed to buy; that I wasn't some rich American. For example, we have an old tube television. Yes I could buy a flat screen (which are very expensive here), but I told Angel that we have to save for things like that out of our monthly budget,and she understands that. We also need a couch. Anyway, it worked out very well, and the couple is still very friendly towards us. I'm sure the selling push will revisit us down the road, but that's fine. (British empire people say, "the couple ARE still friendly ...," right? American English uses it as a "collective noun". I used to watch a lot of hockey, and at first I thought the Canadian announcers were ignorant. I'd hear them say things like, "Montreal are really skating well now." After hearing it by so many obviously intelligent people, I eventually caught on.)
Well, no worries about getting into any sun trouble today. It's pouring.
Macman
#442
Posted 24 July 2011 - 01:03 PM
#443
Posted 24 July 2011 - 01:12 PM
Macman
#444
Posted 28 July 2011 - 11:26 AM
Angel called Immigration yesterday to see if my ACR card was ready to be picked up. Guess what? It wasn't processed. They said that we forgot to send them one item that is required; the receipt of my visa extension. They said they had no contact number for us, so it's just been sitting there. It's really nuts. They issue me the extension, and then they require that I photostat the receipt of the extension that they issue. Huh?? Plus, you pay for everything. If they have to send something to the main office in Manila, you pay the postage.
One more thing that takes getting used to is the constant presence of firearms. There's an armed guard anywhere and everywhere at which there's a possibility of cash being on hand; ATMs in front of banks, inside the bank, the golf course (ffs), the malls. There's even one in a small restaurant to which we sometimes go. I'm not talking about a fancy restaurant; this is about as informal as you can get, and it's not even enclosed - it's open with a roof over it. The food here is extremely inexpensive, and this place is never crowded (we're often the only customers), so there can't be a lot of money around. It's strange to walk into the shack that serves as our club house and see a guy with a submachine gun standing there. He's a very friendly guy, but jeez ...
Macman
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