The timing of the move will be good, since that's when the cubs come to visit. I'm happy to have something better than vinyl-covered furniture and tepid showers and power going out a few times a day. But, we'll be elsewhere for a few days before coming to Coronado. That'll be the subject of a future post, I'm sure.
The rest of the week was...weird. I fell victim to the random lower leg pain I've gotten in the past that makes it painful to stand and even more painful when the pressure is relieved. It's happened before, and on one occasion, I even went to the ER and had ultrasound and X-Ray to try to determine the cause. Never found anything. This time, it threw me down for two days. I barely could make it to the bar Thursday and Friday. But, like a trouper, I made it. Thursday's expedition required several stops along the 1/2K route to Picasso.
Thursday was trivia night at the bar. I listened in as a non-participant. The substitute host had one question plain wrong, and confused everyone with a lot of the others. It didn't help that he really liked the sound of his own voice, and so kept talking and talking. The regular host isn't a lot better; I know of one question he's gotten wrong, and dammit penultimate means next to last, not last!
Friday was better. Not only my leg felt somewhat better, but there was live music. That's always fun. I also met another ex-pat. This cat's name is Mike and he was a pilot. I'm not exactly sure for whom, except he mentioned a certain city in Virginia near DC. He told me about flying P-51s and rolling a 747 in a simulator. Fun shit. He's got an apartment directly above the one I'm moving into, a house in Vanuatu and a house in Cody, WY. He told me how easy it is to get a pensionado card for longer stays in Panama. I dunno, if I ever want to stay somewhere for more than six months at a time, perhaps I'll think about it. My landlord is an attorney, so if I do, I've got that going for me, too. He's also spent time in Carson City. His folks lived there in the 70s. Truly, truly, this is a small world.
I'm pleased to report today (Saturday) dawned with no leg pain. I walked the 2+ miles to las tiendas as I am wont, though I brought small money in case I needed to take a cab back. I didn't need to, and after subsequent matching 4+ mile walk on the beach, I remain pain-free.
Here's to continued pain-free living. For us all.