A Succinct History of Cuba
The thing about history is that no one really knows what happened because you weren’t there to see it with their own eyes. Yes, I know, there are those strange folks (called historians) who study the evidence and write what they think happened. I’m certainly no historian, but that’s what I’m going to do for the next several paragraphs, give you my version of what happened in Cuba. You can believe it or not. In the beginning there were the indigenous peoples that for some reason we now call Arawaks. I’ve got no idea where they came from or how they got there. In any case, they lived here and multiplied presumably eating such as there was to be found in...Guarding the Throne
I started to entitle this posting, Bathrooms I Have Known, but that is more explicit than I intend, also it was the projected title of a book of my good friend, Ted R., who traveled the world as I did, and had suffered the use of foreign facilities in more remote locations that I. Unfortunately, Ted is no longer with us, but I’m sure he would have appreciated my efforts. As I’ve traveled around both the civilized and not so civilized world for the last forty years or so, I have seem them all. Bathrooms, johns, WC’s, toilettes, banos, toiletten, crappers, comfort facilities, or whatever they may be called in your part of the world and in your vernacular....There Must Be Another Reason to Come Here
And it isn’t food. I’ve now had three major meals in Havana, not including breakfasts, which is, I realize, a small sample. I’m never one to shy away from making premature judgments about anything, least of all, food. I’m ready to judge. I’m pretty sure they have no idea how to cook in Cuba. Maybe it’s the commies, perhaps it’s the years the rooskies were here, but either they never knew how to cook, or, if they did, they’ve forgotten. Granted, we’ve been eating at all the high end places, such as they are. These are the ones that get great ratings in TripAdvisor were people try to prove how smart they are about hotels and restaurants. The odd...You Don’t Go to Cuba for the Food
It isn’t food. I’ve now had three major meals here, not including breakfasts, which is, I realize, a small sample. But never one to shy away from making premature judgements, I’m ready to judge. I’m pretty sure they have no idea how to cook in Cuba. Maybe it’s the commies, perhaps it’s the years the rooskies were here, but either they never knew how to cook, or, if they did, they’ve forgotten. Granted, we’ve been eating at all the high end places, such as they are. These are the ones that get great ratings in TripAdvisor where people try to prove how smart they are about hotels and restaurants. The odd thing is all of the restaurants look great. They...