Cuba

We start the day with fusterlandia. A crazy artist who decorated a whole neighborhood a la Gaudí, miro, Picasso.

Quite interesting. Funny details we would have bought something but except hyper luxurious cigar shop no one accepts credit card - only cash.

If we didn't had Franca or Barbara funding us pesos vs a bank transfer to their Dutch account, we would been eating white rice for a week already. There is no way to get any cah out at all or at 1/30 échange raté while the street gives you 1/110!!
We burned our expected cash within just a few days and leaving with next to nothing 😅

So we decide to burn the last of it on the local craft tourist market and we did a good job at it 🤣🤣

We walk back home via a street art neighborhood - quite clean and nice actually and a hunt for bottle of water which is thus week cuban shortage. Nothing new here...

Finally another good restaurant - top 3 in Cuba. We meet this kind of crypto American millionaire on his quest to visit 100 countries (he was at 99 already) and in a side quest for a new exotic girlfriend.

Off to zzz, a last quickwalk and good bye to Havana. We are writing this from the Prado, just before the last shower, packing, drive to the airport one last time in Orge old timer dodge, and off to an long flight, connection in Paris, then Amsterdam in zombie mode!

This was fun, eye opening in how poor those people are, but also how you can be happy with very little. Some things to ponder!Read more