One person i really need to mention in mexico City is lilianne, a couchsurfer who made it her personal mission to make sure i enjoyed myself there. she took me to a nice restaurant, showed me round some of the cooler districts (my favourite was cayoucan), took me to the wrestling with her brother, then onto a great taceria and club and genereally was a great guide. I hope that when she comes to london i can be half as helpful!
So after 5 days i was ready to fly to cuba. i had been holding out on booking my tickets as there was a slight concern over the fçeffects of hurrican Paloma, the 3rd hurricane of the season to hit the island. Luckily it wasn´t as devestating as the previous two and so off i headed, very much into the unknown. the following is a type up of the notes i made whilst there, as such they may appear to be pretty random, i may also add in any other bits of info i forgot to write down that pop into my head as i type, kind of delayed gonzo reporting if you like-
Cuba
A dew obversations on cuba. one, there is not many fat people here. I´ve spent the past week in havana, where the food is awful in general, so really its no wonder the locals stay slim. Although everyone here gets enough to eat under the socialist system, the choice is pretty narrow, fried pork or chicken, rice (fried also), pizza (warm bread with tomato liquid and something resembling cheese on top of it) and ice cream makes up the typical diet. however, having now left the capital (quite refreshing to do so) and arrived in Viñales, a beautiful village where my hosts Milo and Dalia have welcomed me into their home with great affection and the best meal i have had in Cuba so far (average number of plates i am given with each meal is 6, i think Dalia is trying to fatten me up). milo and dalia run a casa Particular, by far the best way of staying in cuba, cheaper than hotels and you get to meet the locals, staying in private homes that have a license to allow foreigners to stay for a fee. Most will also provide meals for an additional fee. i certainly hit gold with milo and Dalia, two of the nicest people i have met, they called me their son and we got on famously.
Well, running out f time again so will have to finish this off another time, damn facebook keeps distracting me......
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment