Busted for money laundering and put on the No Fly List
The time is at hand for me to fess up. Yes, it’s all been a hoax. I hope all of you enjoyed my spoof. I wanted to have a little fun and see if I could fool any of you into believing my tale of woe.
For any of you who might have believed it, I will say that my tale may not be all that farfetched. The third world is far different from the Western World and something like this could conceivably happen to some poor schmuck. After all, there are assholes like Justin Arschloch around who will take their frustrations out on you and, as the Obama administration has shown, there are government officials who will screw opponents of the President. [‘Arschloch’ is German for ‘asshole’]
Actually I had a great three weeks in the Philippines. The Filipinos are very friendly. The few cops I saw were heavily armed with assault rifles or shotguns, but they seemed to be courteous to everyone.
Traveling on Cebu’s crowded narrow two-lane National Highway is truly a hair-raising adventure. I observed none of the road-rage that is so common in the U.S., even though the highway pavement is shared by pedestrians – yes, I said pedestrians - bicyclists, human powered and motorized pedicabs, cars, minibuses, big buses and 18-wheelers. The operator of a non-motorized pedicab has to get off his bike seat, get behind the vehicle, and push it up a long hill as the traffic piles up behind him.
Bert Degenhardt’s wedding was great. Some of you know that I took four containership cruises several years ago. Bert is from Rostock, a German city on the Baltic Sea coast, and was the Captain of the Libra Santos on which I took three long voyages down and back up the eastern coast of South American. We became close friends. Since he retired, Bert has spent the winters on Cebu. Jingjing, his bride, is a beautiful young Filipino woman.
In closing, let me offer my apologies to Jay Wall, Bob Walsh, Trey, Jeff, Greg, and Dorina for using you good people in this spoof without your permission. I must confess that this old geezer would love to make love to Dorina, that beautiful Australian human rights activist. Well, that’s what old geezers do - dream and fantasize. And eventually our Viagra propped-up dicks will end up in a honey bucket.
Finally, it sure was fun making fun of myself.
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