On the way out…
I am always sad to see a trip begin to wind down. But leaving people is always far harder than leaving a place. After a while, you begin to realize…
Then, the images begin to fail…
Its not that they don’t exist. It is not the fact that they aren’t technically fine or anything. Its just that… there’s nothing that can describe certain things… When a…
Pardon my absence… in Cuba.
And then to Santiago de Cuba. Alright, I’ll go ahead and say it. I really adore this place. Correction: I adore the people in this place. The countryside is more…