What does it mean to keep a blog?
Does the writer know, or does the reader know?
I noticed on my blog that I get a lot of ‘pings’ of my blog. I think this is automatically. I don’t recieve any reaction of a human reader, so I suppose it is an automated thing. Why this is happening is not completely clear to me. probably to get the RSS headlines of my blog. I really don’t know if anybody is interested in that. But hey, it is in the software, so you better use it.
The big thing today was moving the boat to another spot in the marina. It took 2 weeks of preparation and still the preparation was lousy. We did the wise thing to anchor Med-moored with the bowsprit to the dock so that we have much more privacy and easy access to our boat.
The bad thing is that we don’t have Internet connection for this moment, so we have more time to write as to read. The cable on the new spot is not working and it will take some days my estimate to replace the old cable.
I had to organize a concert of myself today, and I made a mess. Tono, one of my big fans, just showed up yesterday. He wanted to hear me playing. I don’t like to play between the curtains so I thought first of Casa Perico, the Swiss Alliance. When I talked to them I found out that they only have a getto-blaster. There were more possibilities, of course.
I could play in Tijax, but then it would be more a private concert. I didn’t like that idea. I need a crowd.
The next place is La Lancha. Nice restaurant and exactly on the other side of the bay. I played there last Sunday-afternoon and it was nice. They have good food and they need support, just the new kid around.
So what I did was that I told Tono that Casa Perico was the place to go on a Saturday-night and I promised La Lancha that I would play on Saturday-night. And I only have an old phone-number of Tono.h
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We had our free dinner tonight in La Lancha. This was part of the contract. I played last Sunday, but we got a meal for free on a day for us to pick. Well it happened to be today.
It was the ‘traditional’ taco-bar.
For sure a new restaurant cannot have a tradition, but taco-nights on the river are well-known. Before Jessica started this place she worked in Mario’s and that had a famous taco-bar on Thursday evening, every week. As much as you can eat.
She just took the formula with her, and made the taco-bar at friday in La Lancha.
After 4 weeks there is no more taco-bar in Mario’s Marina (I should say ‘the Cayoca club’) and Jessica is doing good at her fridaynight’s taco bar.
As experienced taco-bar eaters we didn’t come in at 17.00 hours sharp. We came in at 17.30 and had an aperativo. We looked who was around and sipped our beer. We finally had something of the taco-bar and set with Ed, our neighbour and the people from Onan, also in the same marina. Jack came also with his plate full of tacos to sit on our table. I once was a sailor, but happy not to be any more. The rest of us were sailors. He never left Marathon with his boat. That is as far as he came, sailing. Now he was living in Belize, in Placencia actually.
At first sight I didn’t like him. A typical gringo with gringo arguments trying to explain the history of Belize and Guatemala. Using authoritarian arguments and facts. I got really disturbed when he tried to sell the American Democracy as the ultimate. Maybe he didn’t sell it but just impose it. Anyway, I didn’t buy it.
He amazed me later on by having a finger in the art-exhibition in Placencia, what I think is a big success. He kept amazing me upto the limit of that he was plain stupid. He would solve the problem of imports and exports, but only on a small scale. Smuggling. All the problems in Guatemala for the gringo’s could be solved that way so he thought.
He knew Cesar, the South African that has two hotels in Belize and plays the drums. We will see if he will show up tomorrow.
We crossed the bay and were home around 21.00 hours.
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