Saturday, February 26, 2011

Pokemon Leaf Green Freeze In A Battle



Images of the Day

Course of the Day: 214 km


rather painful night with a constant noise from the outside dogs, car horns and loud music head. This morning, a little on radar, we have lunch and then remake a ride from downtown. We discover a small pedestrian zone with the store in the city. It is fairly well stocked for the country. In Cuba, no computer, only 2 years that individuals can own a computer but no internet. So, everything is handmade, notebooks, pencils and erasers, as in time years pre computer. Back to the casa, or Amelia, our hostess, we talk for an hour. I begin to understand just about everything in English and I can express what I want and even joking. The taxi takes us after our farewell to Amelia, at the bus station. Arrived there, no way to purchase tickets. They will be sold than the number of seats on the bus and we will not know until the arrival of the latter. We are second on the waiting list, but at the time of arrival of the bus, it takes sharp elbows to keep his place. Fortunately, there's enough for everyone. The opportunity to see in the waiting room, the uniforms of Cuba, all the more sexy than the others, even in work clothes mini skirt and tights is unlikely. We leave Camaguey and take the road to Holguin, mainly agricultural landscapes, many collective farms by the cattle. Zebu cows Norman, all races are there. Then, fields of sugar cane. And we can step in our mid-afternoon. A taxi waiting for us and leads us to the house provided, but the owner is not there and is a neighbor that we will stay. We earn foreign exchange, Ana is very friendly and the room is actually a small apartment with a patio independent. We start exploring the city center, pedestrian streets, few tourists and Cuban more welcoming and smiling. Night falls and we return to enjoy the excellent meals concocted by Ana. We take this opportunity to get acquainted. She admits to 50 years but looks 30. We take a television in the room to follow events in the world. Our trip to Libya appears to be compromised. Tomorrow we'll discover the port of Gibara.

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