Tag: 1 year without money

We went to Santiago again to fill up all the fresh stuff like vegetables and fruit. You can’t really say:”Sorry, dudes, but I need a day off Santiago!” There we went. And the bus came right on time when we arrived at the bus station. (This had to be our day!). Fresh stuff…

We met Anders from Denmark in the boat yard. He told us that he was going to join a Cuban band in “La casa de las Tradiciones” tonight, and we had another rendezvous with the street singer’s gang. So off to Santiago again

We had a complete buffer overflow when we came back to the boat and needed a long discussion (and some rum for my drinking friends) to sort all the impressions we collected today. We left for our time travel back to the 50ies of the last century early in the morning. According to the marina, the only reliable buses come in at 6 a.m. and around 9 a.m. We were not so lucky today. After one hour, the bus that comes on time, arrived.

We arrived in Punta Gordo at noon. Everything was calm, people were friendly and nice and everybody said: “Bienvenido a Cuba”. Wow, nothing of a strange little brother against big brother history to feel.

Yes, sometimes a first cake needs 33 years and a quarter of a world trip to be done. But my banana cake was, although there wasn’t enough butter and the egg white refused to be like it should, pretty ok.

We are making good way towards Cuba. The Genacker is blowing and wind conditions are mint and steady. So we left it up for the night. So sailing things are just fine…

After the “Olsen Gang” visited our ship again (and secretly asked a for a bribe, which we publicly declined) and left, we left, too…