Islazul Costa Morena Santiago de Cuba

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The plan was to stop for the night at Minot, North Dakota but true to practice this group decides to go on just a little further. Then we could not find a campground so we end up going all the way to East Grand Forks, Minnesota. We had our hopes up at every little town we went through that we would find a place, but we found nothing until we got here at 7:30 at night.

As we were ...

... water it was even harder to clean it all out when done.

Jen and I finally decided to relax after this hellish day with a movie: Field of Dreams. We watched it on the laptop in the tent, and it was quite soothing after all the madness we had to deal with.

Around perhaps 5:30am we both awoke in our tent to a very strange sound. It was certainly an animal, but it was barking/cooing/growling/purring. Yes, that sounds like a strange sound doesn’t it?! We ...

... on his back and shimmied under the stall to help the poor fellow get up off the toilet and then ushered the man’s wife into the restroom to aid him further.

So, new boots in possession, we headed down the road to North Dakota. Driving was difficult due to high crosswinds.

About 4:00 p.m., Mother Nature called again – this time in the “wind” form (no, not THAT kind of wind!) We heard a loud crash on the right side of the ...

... fact they pretty much don't have anything at all, including milk for the coffee and water. Instead, I entice K&A with the suggestion of good food at the posh hotel outside of town so that I can go complain about my hotel at their tour company desk. K&A are hooked, we enjoy some poolside snacks and when I return from my unsuccessful rant at Havantur, K&A are enjoying a glass of vino tinto! all this while our cabie sits outside catching a few zzzs. As we sit and ...

... the Castillo de San Pedro del Maro - with Ana's awesome Spanish (h** parents are Spanish) helping us get a decent price. Before the castle we went up a lighthouse to check out some views. The castle itself is effectively a museum showing the history of the Pirates of the Carribean (not the cheesy films), with a lot of pirate history located off this coast. It was getting bloody hot so headed for a quick dip in the sea with ...

... of money in Cuba. A lot of people live in what we would consider poverty. The issue of reform in Cuba is a very controversial and complex subject. Speaking of reform, I read recently on the internet that, with Fidel Castro stepping down and his brother Raul in place, there is hope by some of faster reforms. In light of this, a group of students recently bombarded a visiting minister about why Cubans could not travel freely abroad, if the government believed in its ...

... waitress beaatch, in her wierd tights, was really nice. On the menu a plain coffee was 0.70cucs, nice and cheap. However, what was not on the menu was a Coffee with Milk, which the dollybird kept asking us to have...... so, as we were in the mood for one, we had one. When we got the bill, we were charged 2.50 cucs for the Coffee with Milk, in other words she pocketed the fecking difference.... since when does condensed milk in ONE coffee cost 1 ...

... of the changes. We arrived at the airport and Grandma Theda, Grandma and Grandpa Trapp, and Aunt Theresa were all waiting for us. It is SO nice to be home. We had an amazing time in China, but it's incredible the things we take for granted at home. Like clear, blue skies and being able to drink water from the faucet. Included are some of the last ...

... of her girlfriends, but they didn't want to do any tours, so she decided to go by herself. We got to know her during the bus ride and she hung out with us the whole time. The journey to Santigo took three hours. On the way we passed beautiful countryside and we got a look at some of the houses along the road. I don't think I should call them houses - they were shacks. It was very sad to see. It wasn't just the odd shack here or there - it was kilometers worth of them. The highway was the ...