OT - fear and loathing in the phillipines

(latest installment from our intrepid traveler, juancito

.....Except for the neighbors eating our dogs things are fine.....

The trip here was one of the prettiest I have ever had, fly at 40,000
feet over the artic with not a cloud in the sky....daylight all the way
and the ice was beautiful to see....quite an expanse of white..

The trip was uneventful until I hit Tokyo. I had purchased a bottle of
duty free in Chicago knowing I was going to arrive in Manila quite late
and I thought it best just to have a little to drink in my rooom incase
the hotel was accomodating.

Unfrotunately, I had to go thourhg another checkpoint in Tokyo and no
liquids of more than three ounces were allowed. Horse Hockey. No way I
going to toss a prefectly good bottle of Jim Beam, so I just uncorked it
and started to work while in line.

I was glorious. This little guy behind me was watching me just drink on
this (no time for sipping) and finally he summoned the courage to speak.
He apologized and excused himself but wanted to ask one question. How
could I do that???

Well, rather than get into the story of my life I did the only thing I
could. I lied.

I just pulled the bill of My 'Waldo's 2000 Sring Fling' hat down even
tighter on my head and said, "I'm from Texas."

So he sagely nods his head and turns to the person behind him and
translates, and that person turns to the one behind and translates
again....and for fifeteen or twenty people all I hear is mumble mumbel
mumble, TEXAS.

I got boarded just in time and slept the next five hours into
Manila....can't get into my google account to post....so if you'd do me
the favor....

John

P.S.....glad Wayno's not here...I'd fear for his heart!

On Dec 22, 3:40 am, jeff wrote:
(latest installment from our intrepid traveler, juancito

....Except for the neighbors eating our dogs things are fine.....

The trip here was one of the prettiest I have ever had, fly at 40,000
feet over the artic with not a cloud in the sky....daylight all the way
and the ice was beautiful to see....quite an expanse of white..

The trip was uneventful until I hit Tokyo. I had purchased a bottle of
duty free in Chicago knowing I was going to arrive in Manila quite late
and I thought it best just to have a little to drink in my rooom incase
the hotel was accomodating.

Unfrotunately, I had to go thourhg another checkpoint in Tokyo and no
liquids of more than three ounces were allowed. Horse Hockey. No way I
going to toss a prefectly good bottle of Jim Beam, so I just uncorked it
and started to work while in line.

I was glorious. This little guy behind me was watching me just drink on
this (no time for sipping) and finally he summoned the courage to speak.
He apologized and excused himself but wanted to ask one question. How
could I do that???

Well, rather than get into the story of my life I did the only thing I
could. I lied.

I just pulled the bill of My 'Waldo's 2000 Sring Fling' hat down even
tighter on my head and said, "I'm from Texas."

So he sagely nods his head and turns to the person behind him and
translates, and that person turns to the one behind and translates
again....and for fifeteen or twenty people all I hear is mumble mumbel
mumble, TEXAS.

I got boarded just in time and slept the next five hours into
Manila....can't get into my google account to post....so if you'd do me
the favor....

John

P.S.....glad Wayno's not here...I'd fear for his heart!




Yesterday me and John went to a waterfalls named TIKLAS at Gingoog
City.....part of Mindanao...We rented a multicab(somewhat like a
jeepney but smaller than that..)And we had
fish,crackers.cheese,bottles of wine to drink,fruit.....

Then,we had tossed few glasses of wine...opps...take note John did
drunk glasses of Gilbeys Gin also with lime and a little
salt...then,maybe John felt hot after all those drinkings...then he
suddenly dove into the water with an eyeglasses on......before he
realized that he had an eyeglasses on the people around him was
laughing because we didn't see a white man diving in a water with an
eyeglasses on....Well,maybe its because he got drunk wine and gin
alot.....

Before he gave me his password,he to say i do not call you
Loreta....I call you by your name Mary...
..
I guess thats all...im in the lobby and his at the bar right
now.....more power.....



Mary

"Juancito" wrote in message
...
On Dec 22, 3:40 am, jeff wrote:
(latest installment from our intrepid traveler, juancito

....Except for the neighbors eating our dogs things are fine.....

The trip here was one of the prettiest I have ever had, fly at 40,000
feet over the artic with not a cloud in the sky....daylight all the way
and the ice was beautiful to see....quite an expanse of white..

The trip was uneventful until I hit Tokyo. I had purchased a bottle of
duty free in Chicago knowing I was going to arrive in Manila quite late
and I thought it best just to have a little to drink in my rooom incase
the hotel was accomodating.

Unfrotunately, I had to go thourhg another checkpoint in Tokyo and no
liquids of more than three ounces were allowed. Horse Hockey. No way I
going to toss a prefectly good bottle of Jim Beam, so I just uncorked it
and started to work while in line.

I was glorious. This little guy behind me was watching me just drink on
this (no time for sipping) and finally he summoned the courage to speak.
He apologized and excused himself but wanted to ask one question. How
could I do that???

Well, rather than get into the story of my life I did the only thing I
could. I lied.

I just pulled the bill of My 'Waldo's 2000 Sring Fling' hat down even
tighter on my head and said, "I'm from Texas."

So he sagely nods his head and turns to the person behind him and
translates, and that person turns to the one behind and translates
again....and for fifeteen or twenty people all I hear is mumble mumbel
mumble, TEXAS.

I got boarded just in time and slept the next five hours into
Manila....can't get into my google account to post....so if you'd do me
the favor....

John

P.S.....glad Wayno's not here...I'd fear for his heart!




Yesterday me and John went to a waterfalls named TIKLAS at Gingoog
City.....part of Mindanao...We rented a multicab(somewhat like a
jeepney but smaller than that..)And we had
fish,crackers.cheese,bottles of wine to drink,fruit.....

Then,we had tossed few glasses of wine...opps...take note John did
drunk glasses of Gilbeys Gin also with lime and a little
salt...then,maybe John felt hot after all those drinkings...then he
suddenly dove into the water with an eyeglasses on......before he
realized that he had an eyeglasses on the people around him was
laughing because we didn't see a white man diving in a water with an
eyeglasses on....Well,maybe its because he got drunk wine and gin
alot.....

Before he gave me his password,he to say i do not call you
Loreta....I call you by your name Mary...
.
I guess thats all...im in the lobby and his at the bar right
now.....more power.....



Mary

Is this the lucid and capable posting we have always yearned for from the
Philippine Islands?

John, don't sleep with Mary! She will steal your wallet, and fly gear!

Op

I'd like to hear more about the dogs, if you would?


"jeff" wrote in message
...
(latest installment from our intrepid traveler, juancito

....Except for the neighbors eating our dogs things are fine.....

The trip here was one of the prettiest I have ever had, fly at 40,000 feet
over the artic with not a cloud in the sky....daylight all the way and the
ice was beautiful to see....quite an expanse of white..

The trip was uneventful until I hit Tokyo. I had purchased a bottle of
duty free in Chicago knowing I was going to arrive in Manila quite late
and I thought it best just to have a little to drink in my rooom incase
the hotel was accomodating.

Unfrotunately, I had to go thourhg another checkpoint in Tokyo and no
liquids of more than three ounces were allowed. Horse Hockey. No way I
going to toss a prefectly good bottle of Jim Beam, so I just uncorked it
and started to work while in line.

I was glorious. This little guy behind me was watching me just drink on
this (no time for sipping) and finally he summoned the courage to speak.
He apologized and excused himself but wanted to ask one question. How
could I do that???

Well, rather than get into the story of my life I did the only thing I
could. I lied.

I just pulled the bill of My 'Waldo's 2000 Sring Fling' hat down even
tighter on my head and said, "I'm from Texas."

So he sagely nods his head and turns to the person behind him and
translates, and that person turns to the one behind and translates
again....and for fifeteen or twenty people all I hear is mumble mumbel
mumble, TEXAS.

I got boarded just in time and slept the next five hours into
Manila....can't get into my google account to post....so if you'd do me
the favor....

John

P.S.....glad Wayno's not here...I'd fear for his heart!


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