Calibrate Your Panty Waddage Meters part 3

Next morning early. Guilty about the reason I left that excursion because I was brought up by women, I have been married to a couple of them, and I have daughters for whom I would die. So I hike to a place sympatico.

8:30 AM. Cheap food and massive quantity. Burritos, tacos, chorizo, eggs – manly eats. Mix of gringos and locals. Happy hour begins at 8 AM with 2 for 1 beers and bloody Marys. Rugby, not tennis, basketball, or even soccer is on the TV. Rugby. I like that. An Australian walks in and says “Ahhh....the usual suspects!” We raise our glasses and call for a Fosters which they don't have so Pilsener Grande it is.