Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Day 304

Day 304

It's a...rainy night in Houghton Lake, a rainy night in Houghton Lake, feels like it's raining all over the world.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Day 303

Day 303

Labor Day weekend is over and things have quieted down a little bit. I went out to the store and there was no one there. I loved it.

We still have the Firemen's Memorial weekend coming this month but that will be nothing compared to last weekend. Soon peace and small town living will return to Houghton Lake for another nine months until next summer. Until then this town will slow down and rest up.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Monday, September 5, 2016

Day 302

Day 302

Just a quickie tonight. It's getting late and I just don't feel motivated. It was such a busy weekend here I hardly went out. Too much traffic just driving to my brothers house. Good for the local economy though.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Sunday, September 4, 2016

True Mexico

Day 301

It was Labor Day weekend in Ensenada, Baja California, Mexico. It was 1986. Being a holiday weekend we were given an extra day off from Navy Sonar 209 Tech school. We went down to Ensenanda on Saturday. There was a cruise ship (I believe it was the Pacific Princess) from the television show The Love Boat was in port for a couple of days so there were Americans everywhere.

First I want you to understand, Port of Ensenada is an old Mexican city, over the years it has attracted tourism as a favorite port-of-call for cruise ships running the west coast. Much like the residents of Houghton Lake, the locals stay away on weekends and leave the tourists alone as much as possible. But once the tourists leave they come back to enjoy what there city has to offer including the night life.

I have written before about a bar there called Hussongs, established in 1892, it is the oldest cantina on the peninsula. Hussongs also claims to be the inventors of the Margarita, named after the woman for whom the bartender invented it. With $1 Margaritas and .75 cent long neck beer, it was a favorite of college students.

Saturday was pretty much as I thought it would be, hardly room to move with college students chugging beer into the night. There were only two bartenders but they did an admirable job keeping up with orders. There were very few tables so everyone just stood around drinking, laughing and having a good time.

Having experienced the crowds on Saturday, and with Monday being a holiday, I had considered going home early assuming Sunday would be as crowded as Saturday. As I had paid in advance for another night at the motel my frugality won out and I stayed.
On Sunday the cruise ship pulled out, as did most, if not all, of the college students. I assume they headed back to their dorms to get ready for the start of the semester. Everything slowed down including Hussongs.

Although the Mexicans don't celebrate Labor Day, they do celebrate the tourists leaving town. When my friend and I went back to Hussongs on Sunday night, it was a different place. The room had filled with tables and chairs and mostly locals. Amid a few stares, we made our way to a table near the back wall.

As we sipped margaritas, I looked at all of the sedate, smiling faces. Some of the patrons dressed in traditional Mexican clothing in beautiful vibrant colors with intricate needle work. Three women sat at the table next to us, looking to be about the same age as the college students who had been here the day before. The contrast was quite noticeable as they sat and chatted about their day? Family? Jobs? I don't speak Mexican or Spanish, other than a few words. I knew how to say "margarita please".

I enjoyed just watching the difference in how these people interacted with each other as compared to American's. They laughed and chatted but kept respectful of the others around them. Nothing outrageous, nothing bombastic, nothing attention grabbing. Just a pleasant evening with friends.

Soon a Mariachi band came in and began to play. Just three men with Mexican guitars playing traditional songs. With a healthy glow from the tequila, I watched the girls at the next table sing along. I couldn't understand the words but I could tell by the way they sang it was about someone falling in love, and then losing that love. With shining black hair falling in waves down to their shoulders and their dark brown eyes so soft, I decided it would be too easy fall in love with one of these girls.

We stayed for awhile, soaking up the Mexican culture before we retired to our motel room. I dreamt of beautiful women with long dark tresses and inviting smiles, in bright colored dresses. Of dancing and amour.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Day 300

Day 300

Spent the day at home due to traffic. I tried to go to the grocery store, But after the traffic lite had changed three times and I was still not up to the intersection, I turned around in the Walgreens parking lot and returned home. I haven't seen traffic like this since the last time I was down state.

I watched Michigan wipe out Hawaii in football and took a nap. Then I went to my brothers and played cards. I left around nine o'clock and there were still too many cars on the road as I returned home.

Now it's near ten o'clock and I'm watching Murder She Wrote and getting ready for bed. If I get up very early, maybe I can get to the grocery store before it get's crowded. Wish me luck.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Friday, September 2, 2016

Watchin' Football Again

Day 299

Watching the MSU game. Furman is hanging tough through the first half. They haven't scored but MSU is only up by 7 points.

I was talking to my bro', he actually called me intentionally this time, says he's trying to get home but didn't have enough time to make it today. He wants to look for a new job because he's not getting enough miles. He's thinking of selling his house and moving to Boston.

Stayed home all day. I didn't want to face the Labor Day weekend crowds. It'll be that way all weekend long. The tourist trade is good for the area but I stay away form the crowds as much as possible. I'm officially "small town" now.

Until tomorrow,

Ken

Thursday, September 1, 2016

The Start of Autumn

Day 298

As I mentioned yesterday, Labor Day weekend is upon us. It should be a little crazy but I'll stay out of town if possible.

This also marks the beginning of college football with both MSU an U of M playing this weekend. MSU starts on Friday night playing Furman. Then Michigan playing Saturday at noon against Hawaii.

I love the Fall. Cider mills have begun advertising. Football has begun. I believe the leaves are going to turn early this year due to the dry summer, the colors may not be as brilliant as they usually are here in Michigan, but beautiful all the same.

I might try to get some fishing in but that will depend on the crowds. If not this weekend, I'll get out sometime during the week. It will ahve to be soon though as the winds, traditionally, pick up in the autumn.

The Lions have gone up 17-0 over Buffalo in the last exhibition game before the regular season begins against Indianapolis. I don't think the Lions will be more than an average team this year but the new GM has done a good job rebuilding so far.

That's all for tonight.

Until tomorrow,

Ken