Cuba

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SLEUTHING FROM UNDER MY CUBAN PALAPAS IN VARADERO

What comes to mind when you think of Cuba? Castro, rum, cigars, cappuccino, sun beds sheltered under palapas? What about hurricanes? Devastation by Hurricane Irma is visible all over the Varadero strip, home to more than fifty resorts. Irma gobbled up the beach as we knew it and eroded the sandy shoreline by several feet. Buildings sustained significant damage. At our resort, roofs/rooves blew off and others collapsed. Giant palm trees snapped off like twigs. New ones have already been…

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Moseying Along Fourteen Nosy, Cozy, Dozy Days in Cuba

Today is our last day in wintry Ontario for a couple of weeks. Our suitcases are packed and tomorrow afternoon we are trading the cold of Canada for the warmth of Cuba. for some reason, we are more excited this year than ever before. Over the past forty years, Glenn and I have morphed into boring creatures of habit. You see, when we find what we consider perfection, we stop looking. For us, Cuba’s Iberostar Varadero with its beautiful beach,…

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A Fortnight of Lollygagging Whilst in Varadero

We made a marvelous first impression with the housekeeper — well, that’s a big fat lie. Just as I picked up a bottle of fire engine red nail polish, I lost my grip and watched in slow motion as it fell and shattered into a million pieces on the unforgiving ceramic tile floor. The room resembled a murder scene from your favourite crime show. My feet and legs were blood-spattered as if I had been stabbed a hundred times.

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