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That second morning Robin was already having coffee at The Nice Place on the Beach, along with somebody I later learned was named Jimmy, when I arrived; so I sat the next table over. Before Flower Girl showed up and … Continue reading
Category Archives: Retirement Days
The next part of this story is hard to tell because I liked Daniel and he was always the perfect gentleman and host while I was there. Although known as “The Geriatric Pussy Hound,” to me his conversations with … Continue reading
Daniel was the manager’s name. Eight hundred pesos was the rate for una semana ($62 for the week). Mike had not yet told me that the only rule at Daniel’s place was: Do Not Get In-between Daniel and Any … Continue reading
“Just another gringo faux pas” Playa Zipolite (zippo – lee – tee) is 24 hours south of Mexico City, a south facing beach, sometimes called Playa Nudista, sometimes Playa Muerto. It’s 24 hours if you take the long bus … Continue reading
That Night at Red’s Juke Joint [third daily dose of The Mississippi South of Winona] Juke Joints are whatever you want to imagine, they just sound good even before you see one.* Red’s doesn’t look like much from the … Continue reading