Cuba

Cuba journal - last day

Remember that prayer I made about hoping not to have GI issues on this trip? My prayers were answered! ("No," said God.)

Some time around lunch yesterday I noticed that I was not feeling all that well. Thought it was just fatigue, and that a good afternoon nap would set me up for another night on the town - but no: I have diarrhea, if nothing else.

Cuba journal - Sunday

I woke up from a long, restful night of badly needed sleep about a half an hour ago. Went upstairs to check on my gear that has been hanging on the line from yesterday's SoakFest and to my surprise and delight it's all pretty much dry, backpack included.

Every time I woke up in the night I was aware of some scratchiness in my throat. I'll be surprised if I don't come down with a full-on cold; that was a lot of exposure to cold and rain yesterday.

I'm so proud of Jessica. Been thinking about that. I have no idea what it's like to be one of the Fast People.

Cuba journal - Wednesday

About ready to go to bed after my first (partial) day in Cuba.

I woke up this morning to the sound of my phone's alarm in Mexico City (Ciudad Mexico) with a goal of leaving my hotel by 8:00 to make it to my 11:15 departure - mostly because Simon and his girlfriend were adamant about the need to leave early. Decided that I had had enough adventure last night on the metro with all of that luggage and asked the hotel to call me a cab; got an Uber driver who spoke less English than the Spanish that I speak, which isn't much. But we managed some conversation on the way to the airport.

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