Learning to fly
I met a grizzled old geezer walking along the beach in Tulum, Mexico with a plastic bucket in his hand filled with what looked alarmingly like his pee.
Turned out he is a Vietnam vet who moved here in the 70s. He staked a claim for a large piece of jungle and has lived here ever since in his hand-built cabana.
Now, the developers are moving in. They offered him just over a million bucks for his land. He told them where to go.
Grinning at me he asked "Do I scare you? I scare most people?" He then walked off muttering to himself, filled his car with fuel and started it up. Reaching into his glove compartment he lit up a cigarette, put on his shades and blasted off to the sounds of Springsteen's 'Born in the USA'.
I kid you not, dear reader.
What a guy.
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