After killing time in their very American airport I finally boarded my flight to Cuba, on arrival I was stressing about whether my bag would arrive with me (I have had bad experiences with connecting flights). I was feeling so relieved that they did that I didn't mind at all the red tape and procedures I had to go through to get into the country. It also helped that the woman who was asking me questions was stunningly gorgeous .. she appeared to be very concerned that I was unemployed, and couldn't understand how I had travelled so long.
I do like these 50´s cars |
- They do have modern cars!
- Not much in the shops
- Expensive!!
- Nothing quite works 100%
Another thing I noticed was that the taxi driver would come to a complete stop, and look around when ever we came to a railway crossing .. guess the boom gates are quite unreliable.
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