CUBA TRAVEL JOURNAL
Another Day in Cienfuegos
July 19, 1998 11:45am
It's Sunday and the Carnival De Grand Prix is still going strong in its fourth day. At noon, the boats race and hoards of people crowd the malecon. All afternoon and night, huge beer vats are trucked to the main street, music blares and people party.
The days are beginning to run together. There's little variation in what we do, the same as for the Cubans. In Cuba, it seems there is nothing but sitting on the door steps or the malecon which Chris and I have become quite good at.
We smoke too many cigars (8 to 10 a day), drink too much, spend out time sitting around talking and are enjoying it!
The children are most fascinating. They play, eat and sleep wherever they are with little regard to their surroundings. They are shy and avoid us until they become accustomed to our presence by watching their older brothers, sisters and parents.
In several days we'll go to Havana and then fly to Cayman. I'm quite looking forward to going home to familiar things, but will miss Cuba as well.
As I'm writing this, a Guarda Frontier (police) has come to the boat asking to come inside and have a beer. They seem to come daily to socialize and to check up on what we're doing.