Rllink
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There is a stone wall, three blocks from my condo in San Juan, and it is part of the Spanish defenses, probably the original wall was built in the early 1600s. Beyond and below the wall is La Perla, and beyond that is a beautiful view of the Atlantic Ocean. There is a nice wide sidewalk that runs along the wall that connects a fort called El Castillo, with another called El Morro. I have a little place just off the sidewalk where I can sit and play my ukulele. There is a plaque close by that people can stop to read about the wall, and then there are a couple of cannon ports that they can walk out on and get the view. I station myself next to the cannon ports.
The routine is that several days a week I mix up a rum and coke, I go out there, sit on the wall and play some songs and drink my rum and coke. When I'm done with my drink, I put the glass out in front of me on the ground, and I can usually collect five or ten bucks out there in a half hour, forty five minutes. Then I take my hard earned cash and go over to the neighborhood bar for a beer or two.
Yesterday I went out there and sat down to play. I was playing Don't Worry, Be Happy. I was about half done with my rum and coke when this man and woman came along. He was reading about the wall, and she was listening to me. Whenever I got to the line, "don't worry, be happy," I would wink and give her a smile. So then I got done with that song, and I was singing something else, I don't remember what, and I noticed that a cruise ship was coming in so I kept looking at that as well as the people passing by, not paying attention, and the woman came up while I wasn't looking and stuck two one dollar bills into my half drank rum and coke that was sitting on the wall next to me as they were leaving. I turned just in time to see her stick them in there.
There I sat, a rum and coke with two dirty dollar bills stuck in it. I quit playing, fished them out, shook the rum and coke off of them, dumped my drink, and headed straight to the bar where knew that I could exchange them for a cheap buck and a half 10oz Medalla beer, and still have enough for a fifty cent tip. Needless to say, my local bartender was not too happy with my drenched dollar bills either, but he took them. So that's my story. Adventures in busking. I hope that you enjoyed it.
The routine is that several days a week I mix up a rum and coke, I go out there, sit on the wall and play some songs and drink my rum and coke. When I'm done with my drink, I put the glass out in front of me on the ground, and I can usually collect five or ten bucks out there in a half hour, forty five minutes. Then I take my hard earned cash and go over to the neighborhood bar for a beer or two.
Yesterday I went out there and sat down to play. I was playing Don't Worry, Be Happy. I was about half done with my rum and coke when this man and woman came along. He was reading about the wall, and she was listening to me. Whenever I got to the line, "don't worry, be happy," I would wink and give her a smile. So then I got done with that song, and I was singing something else, I don't remember what, and I noticed that a cruise ship was coming in so I kept looking at that as well as the people passing by, not paying attention, and the woman came up while I wasn't looking and stuck two one dollar bills into my half drank rum and coke that was sitting on the wall next to me as they were leaving. I turned just in time to see her stick them in there.
There I sat, a rum and coke with two dirty dollar bills stuck in it. I quit playing, fished them out, shook the rum and coke off of them, dumped my drink, and headed straight to the bar where knew that I could exchange them for a cheap buck and a half 10oz Medalla beer, and still have enough for a fifty cent tip. Needless to say, my local bartender was not too happy with my drenched dollar bills either, but he took them. So that's my story. Adventures in busking. I hope that you enjoyed it.
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