Eating
in Havana
Means
two things
FRIENDS
Who
will make sure that you have things to eat.
FRIENDS
Who
will make sure that they partake in the food they may prepare for you
I
had a very tiring visit to the Orient this time, having left Cuba one morning,
reaching Yangon three days later with long layovers in Miami, Tokyo and
Bangkok. After leaving Yangon, it was Siem Reap via Bangkok and then on to
Kuala Lumpur and then a lovely flight to Doha with a stopover of one day and
then a nice visit to friends in Barcelona, coming back to Miami and then
Havana.
Felt
very feeble at the end of this trip, third of its kind this year (in the first
six months of this year, not including visits to Argentina, Brasil and Colombia
as well as Easter Island and twice to Mexico, also Uruguay, plus quite a few
visits to Europe) and felt that I need to rest, not having had a rest from
travel ever since I qualified in Anthropology in London many years ago.
I
was in touch with my landlady who is my Cuban sister and she went on a shopping
spree to fill up the fridge with things that I like: Lobster, Lamb, Chicken,
Fish, and all sorts of green vegetables and fruits of the season. All I had to
bring was wine!
My
friend made sure that they came to visit rather than my visiting them,
considering that the heart of July in Cuba was already unbearable.
As
is the case with Cuba, this is the easiest place to make friends, and sooner
than I arrived, I met a graduate of Physical Education (5 years at the
university) who then goes on to practice sports medicine and therapeutic
massage. We agreed that I should have at least four therapeutic massages
lasting one hour each.
Hairdresser
of Havana was another pleasant addition to the circle of friends.
Thanks
to my Cuban sister, I ate well each day, in fact an excess of food and choices
and being very grateful for it.
THANK
YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
FOR
THE FOOD
FOR
THE PREPARATION OF THE FOOD
FOR
THE COMPANY TO SHARE THE FOOD
