After drifting off to the sounds of a pseudo-Santana band up at 07:30 for the trip to the exotic Yelapa Beach. Mango juice and some strange sugared pastry for breakfast. Took a taxi to Pier Maritima where in Mexican fashion the boat was an hour late. The taxi driver “claimed” he could not change aContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 7September1983: Puerto Vallarta and Yelapa Beach, Mexico: Vomiting Californians and Texans!”
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RKS Poetry “Canadian Media Toadies”
Canadian Media Toadies We saw the Canadian media play toadies in the COVID manipulation playbookRush and get your lifesaving vaccine as your patriotic duty trying to inveigle the masses by line, sinker and hook!What happened to reporting the news which instead was propping up the politico-medico elitesucking on the profitable Big Pharma teatAnd again impartialityContinue reading “RKS Poetry “Canadian Media Toadies””
“Travels to a Different Time” : 6September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: More Adventures with Hotel Night Clerk
Before going to bed that odd hotel night clerk phoned me at 23:30 to say today I would have to vacate the room for reasons which were not clearly stated. I asked the reception in the morning what the night clerk was babbling about. They had no idea. Is this typical Mexican confusion? Walked intoContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 6September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: More Adventures with Hotel Night Clerk”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 5September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: The Great Mexican Gringo Divide
Woke up to a spectacular view from the 16th floor. Tropical vegetation with an abundance of palm trees. The hotel is about 15 yards from the Pacific Ocean. In the Bay of Banderas with mountains on both sides of the bay. The water is rough and is fed by two muddy rivers. A very differentContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 5September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: The Great Mexican Gringo Divide”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 4September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: Pig Slop, Puking and a Near Passport Heart Attack
The flight from Montreal to Puerto Vallarta was delayed by one hour because one engine aboard the antique DC-8 did not start. That gives you a feeling of extreme confidence. We were delayed by an hour. Severe turbulence for the entire flight and the vomit bags were well used. I am sure the pig slopContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 4September1983: Puerto Vallarta, Mexico: Pig Slop, Puking and a Near Passport Heart Attack”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 27July1978: Torremolinos Good Riddance! On the Wrong Plane: Choking on Cheap Spanish Cigarettes on an Army Flight
I was swept up in a stampede to the flight to Madrid. Had I hesitated I would have been trampled. A brand-new Iberia DC-9 to Madrid then on to Lisbon. Unfortunately, I had been directed to the wrong plane but going to Madrid. They snooped me out and ejected me from the plane. Instead, aContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 27July1978: Torremolinos Good Riddance! On the Wrong Plane: Choking on Cheap Spanish Cigarettes on an Army Flight”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 22July1978: Torremolinos, Spain: Eating That Stinky Smoked Ham and Cheese Sandwich on the Bus! Moroccans and The Tittering British Girl
There must be a horrific heat wave as woke up in a soggy sweat very lethargic. Took the bus to Fuengirola and Mijas. I made the mistake of eating a very stinky sandwich on the bus. Clear the decks. Mijas has changed drastically since my last visit 5 years ago. There seem to be aContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 22July1978: Torremolinos, Spain: Eating That Stinky Smoked Ham and Cheese Sandwich on the Bus! Moroccans and The Tittering British Girl”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 18July1978: Vila Real, Portugal & Seville & Torremolinos Spain: Drunk and Fornicating Brits and Moroccan Sexual Predators
Up early in the blazing heat and off to the market for yogurt, peaches, figs and wafer cookies. Off to the ferry for a ten-minute trip to Spain. The crowd was pushing and shoving like in a panic. In a tiny town in Spain found the bus station and booked passage to Seville at 16:30.Continue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 18July1978: Vila Real, Portugal & Seville & Torremolinos Spain: Drunk and Fornicating Brits and Moroccan Sexual Predators”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 17July1978: Vila Real de San Antonio: The Cheating Vicious Vendor and the Plate of Snails
Woke up in the pit a 09:00 and had a peach and a pear then off to the beach in a lethargic mood as it is blistering hot. The sea air, water and sun both saps your energy yet revitalizes you. Munched on a donut and hit the surf. Lunch at 12:30 which was seafoodContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 17July1978: Vila Real de San Antonio: The Cheating Vicious Vendor and the Plate of Snails”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 15July1978: Monte Gordo & Vila Real de San Antonio, Portugal: Overwhelmed by Garlic Fumes
Had the crappy continental breakfast which even by continental breakfast standards was junk. The first Portuguese continental breakfast in Lisbon at the Hotel Flamingo was a delight in comparison to this one. Off to the bus stop for trip to Vila Real de San Antonio. There were too many people stuffed on the bus soContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 15July1978: Monte Gordo & Vila Real de San Antonio, Portugal: Overwhelmed by Garlic Fumes”
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