I flew to Vancouver to visit family for the holidays and this time I carted my cat Lana with me. Christmas itself went off without a hitch and was joined with the usual huge turkey dinner, assorted gifts, a few rounds of good wine and general merriment. Though I love getting together with family, travel during the holidays continues to worsen and given my lack of religious lock-down to specific dates has become something I think I shall avoid in the future. A story of teeth, gypsies, blizzards and cheer follows. Well… perhaps not gypsies.
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Cuba was a mind blowing roller coaster of intense beach time, lots of rum, incredible cigars, lots of rum, clubbing (with rum), sleeping in the sun, partying, rum… When we weren’t in the sun or drinking or partying we partook of an amazing culture – a country full of the riveting history, a very “real” populace (in the way that neither the hectic Mexican resort spots nor the laid-back Carribean islands manage), and a beauty that rivals Vancouver. Overall this was a great trip with my family and my nín Danielle (she and I always have a good time).
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