Well, we took a bunch of photos with the digital point & shoot, hoping to upload some onto the blog, but no go. For some reason, the camera won't show up as a possible location to find files on this computer. I think they have a pretty smart multiple-user interface going on that won't let you frig around with the system at all.
I can tell you that we did some more snorkelling today and took pictures this time. Alison borrowed this cool underwater automatic camera from her work. I won't know whether they turned out until we get them developed, though.
We also got some nice ones of vultures soaring around at sunset. They're all over the place here. Kind of creepy, but they also look like mini-condors, i.e. majestic and beautiful if you don't know what they are.
We met a nice couple in their early fifties named Jane and Bill, whose asses we are going to kick at ping pong tomorrow. I told Jane this place was pretty great, although it reminds me somewhat of an old people's home, and then we found out she works in an old people's home. Bill is a car salesman.
There's a really great band of five older guys who play here regularly, in the tres guitar, i.e. Isaac Oviedo style. Tonight was "Noche Cubana" in the dining room, meaning that all the food was Cuban, and the band played unamplified. It was really nice.
The crazy old piano guy is playing now as I type. He just finished "Volare" and is now into "It Had to Be You". It started out as a tempoless cascade of notes, and is now a boogie-woogie barrel roll. We'll have to give him a nice tip.
It's so weird, the huge gap between the rich white tourists and the extreme poverty that's only half a mile away from this place. We biked through it pretty extensively yesterday, getting lost along the way. I used to think the housing in Preston was kind of bad. Some of the people seem to welcome the tourists and others give you stony stares and look away when you wave and say "Hola." I would be one of those ones.
The big whoop-dee-doo piece of crap high school variety show is about to start, so I'll have to tell you more tomorrow. Stinks about the no pictures. Maybe I can find a way around it.
See ya.
- Andrew
5 comments:
Andrew, when I went to Cuba years ago, I remember the people being so friendly and very proud of what they do have. I was invited in to their home to eat fruit and meet their family (about 8 people in a 1 bedroom little house). I did end up giving all my stuff to them at the end of the trip...new razors, shaving cream, shampoo, stuff like that. It felt a bit weird but they were excited by it. I also remember all the kids neatly dressed in uniforms for school. Are you doing any day-trips to Havana?
Glad to hear you're having such a great time. Too bad about pictures but we'll see them later. I know what you mean about the huge contrast between resort and the actual population. Dominican was the same as we drove by what looked like junkyards and then turned into this luxurious gated resort!
Have fun guys. We're off to Italy Mon. afternoon. Talk with you before we go.
Love Mum
Glad to hear you are having such a good time.
Now, have you considered that, being on a vacation and away from all the "normal" cares, using the Net to update the blog might be regarded as somewhat compulsive? I mean, really, give the Blueberry a rest!
Dying to see the pictures and hear the full stories.
DoD
hey guys, sorry i dont have much time to respond right now, but i'm glad things are going good down there. her address is 6092, apt#12. you know the street name and the rest right? i haven't read the last blog you guys did yet but i hope nothings changed from sunday to monday to today (wed) and all is long and lazy and fun. Johanna is in france now but will be back in may i think.
take care
danny
Thanks a lot, Danny. You're aces!
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