Journey No. 918...in Havana

Agatha Lee, in Havana Cuba sent the following report via a dozen short email messages.  Internet is difficult to come by in Havana, especially when one is trying to blend in.  Her report..

"This is my cab, until the dirver ran out of gas and said something like: Espera aquí, voy a estar de vuelta....which I think meant "Wait here..."


I didn't, of course.  But, I did capture a nice picture of his abandoned taxi as I walked away in search of another.  Note the lack of any taxi identification, he was a pirate cab! 

Canadian tourists in Havana

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My next taxi was a shared ride, but who am I to complain?  Jose and Estrella loved practicing their SPANISH on me!  Ha!  They thought I was a local!  My disguise was working.


They were Canadian tourists!  Who would have thunk....of course we aren't that far from Ft. Lauderdale when you think about it......


Alas, they were off to the Monserrate Bar,and I wasn't....

fourth door on the left

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...this was my destination, another 4 kilometers down the road.  Not as nice as my last stop, but no matter.  This road, fourth door on the left was my target...well, my destination.


My driver wouldn't take me any farther than where I took this picture.  She said she had been robbed twice on that street, and refused to drive there anymore.

my cabbie

Great!  What the heck was I getting into anyway?


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my taxi driver, looking defiant about driving me any further.  She said she would wait 20 minutes.  


I too her picture and turned to blend into the small robber filled street where I suspectedthe stolen recipe to Journey No. 918 was being analyzed....


more soon...