It’s easy to see yourself in TV shows that focus on the lives of twenty-somethings living in a busy city. My friends and I fit this mould. Twenty-something. Lives in a city. Hangs out in bars. Have probably told each…
Reflections on Cuba
When I was writing about my trip, looking through my notes and memories, I kept coming back to the same thing, or rather, the same person. So how will I remember Cuba? First, I will remember this important lesson. There…
The end had to be somewhere
And for me it was in Matanzas Following our last night in Havana, we said goodbye to Holly near the Capitol and made our way to the ferry. We were off to Casablanca! We had met a fellow tourist in…
Go East, they said, Santiago, they whispered
How long does it take to cross Cuba? Well, according to the bus, 15 hours and 51$. To the cab driver with questionable motives who drove us, it took $50 and 11 hours. 11 hours of freezing cold air. 11…
Havana and I have a complicated relationship
I have the feeling of being in a time warp. And then I get a burning sensation in my stomach and my fists are clenched and I’m frustrated for being scammed again and then I get yelled at or cat called…
Summer Round-Up of 2015
Summer has officially ended. It is now time for apple-picking and leaf-crunching, Sunday football night, indoor soccer games, cinnamon-dusted hot chocolates, my 26th birthday, and the return to school to finish my masters’ degree. On that last Friday, I defiantly…