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jamesqOk, that was an awful pun. I'd say I'm sorry except I'm not.
The last day in Cuba was mostly uneventful. I went for my second run of the trip, Whereupon I discovered that the resort was almost exactly one mile in circumference.
I finished reading another book and managed to get into the pool (and more importantly, ordered a drink from the swim-up bar) for the first time the whole trip.
I also wandered around the resort taking pictures. Other then that, we basically hung out.
Getting back to Calgary was weird. First, we took a nap at 10:30 pm and set our alarms for 2:00 am. We had to check out at 2:30 am and the bus was going to take us back to the airport at 3:00 am. It showed up late but got us to the airport with plenty of time to spare (our flight was at 5:30 am).
The airport was basically a big lineup for the Calgary tourists. There was only one flight that morning, ours. so we all got into the line for our boarding passes, then we paid the 25 CUC get-out-of-Cuba tax, then passed through security. Then we waited for our plane to board.
I'm happy to report that Cuban airport security is not bug-fuck insane like it is in Canada/America. They are well aware of the fact that normal liquids don't pose a threat to jetliners, so I carried three of my bottles of rum back to Calgary in my carry-on.
Since they knew who was going to be on the flight, and everyone checked in with time to spare, they opted to board the plane and take off a half-hour early! We sat back and watched two decent movies (National Treasure Book of Secrets and Enchanted).
During all this, I looked after K (who hardly needed looking after). Meanwhile H and B were trying to keep their stomachs from turning inside out - the lingering effects of a bug or tropical water supplies.
We reached Calgary and made our way through customs. If I'd known I'd have basically been ignored by customs, I'd have brought back more booze (Blue Caracao, 3 CUC).
hadriel was nice enough to give me a ride home, and more importantly, join me for some sushi, because I really wanted some raw food that was that way intentionally.
It was a fun trip. I fully intend on doing it (or something like it - Cancun perhaps) again.
The last day in Cuba was mostly uneventful. I went for my second run of the trip, Whereupon I discovered that the resort was almost exactly one mile in circumference.
I finished reading another book and managed to get into the pool (and more importantly, ordered a drink from the swim-up bar) for the first time the whole trip.
I also wandered around the resort taking pictures. Other then that, we basically hung out.
Getting back to Calgary was weird. First, we took a nap at 10:30 pm and set our alarms for 2:00 am. We had to check out at 2:30 am and the bus was going to take us back to the airport at 3:00 am. It showed up late but got us to the airport with plenty of time to spare (our flight was at 5:30 am).
The airport was basically a big lineup for the Calgary tourists. There was only one flight that morning, ours. so we all got into the line for our boarding passes, then we paid the 25 CUC get-out-of-Cuba tax, then passed through security. Then we waited for our plane to board.
I'm happy to report that Cuban airport security is not bug-fuck insane like it is in Canada/America. They are well aware of the fact that normal liquids don't pose a threat to jetliners, so I carried three of my bottles of rum back to Calgary in my carry-on.
Since they knew who was going to be on the flight, and everyone checked in with time to spare, they opted to board the plane and take off a half-hour early! We sat back and watched two decent movies (National Treasure Book of Secrets and Enchanted).
During all this, I looked after K (who hardly needed looking after). Meanwhile H and B were trying to keep their stomachs from turning inside out - the lingering effects of a bug or tropical water supplies.
We reached Calgary and made our way through customs. If I'd known I'd have basically been ignored by customs, I'd have brought back more booze (Blue Caracao, 3 CUC).
hadriel was nice enough to give me a ride home, and more importantly, join me for some sushi, because I really wanted some raw food that was that way intentionally.
It was a fun trip. I fully intend on doing it (or something like it - Cancun perhaps) again.
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Date: 2008-04-20 11:15 pm (UTC)