3 days alone in Havana and no idea how I could see everything
I was Dirty Dancing in the park in Santiago de Cuba on New Years Day. “This is a beautiful start to the New Year” he told me. And I agreed. So gross.
Man, you had to be committed to become a part of a revolution. I would have been out of the revolution almost immediately.
Having the best Christmas day ever at the Hotel Nacional de Cuba in Havana! I’ll never have a better Christmas than this so I think I can die now.
If I’m at an airport and I’m not drunk then what am I even doing? Having a bar is literally my only criteria to highly rate an airport.
If this dryer explodes, I’m going to throw myself into the ocean. If the plug reaches far enough, I’ll take it with me.
A small group of foreigners seemed unlikely to facilitate the total destruction of the vast society.