In Linda Vista I was coaxed off the road by locals for a beer. It didn’t take long for me to lose count of the number of beers that I ended up having. Good thing the owner of the bar said I could spend the night there.
Cico’s brother who originally made the offer to let me sleep in the back of the bar
That night I found myself in an interesting situation. I am sleeping on a bed in a back room of a bar that closes at 6:30 pm. I am told that if I exit the back door of the bar there are aggressive dogs on the other side of the door and they locked the front door. So, for all intent and purposes I am locked inside a bar by myself. Thankfully I decided to get a meal while I was in Loma Bonita and luckily, I have a piss bottle with my camping gear as I just finished almost a dozen beers and no access to a washroom. And thankfully I had a bunch of cookies on me to control the munchies after all those beers.
