Cigars, Castro, Communists and Crabs
May 1st 2009 Why did I find myself in Cuba? Wasn’t the plan to live and work in Colombia? Yes but I still change my mind as frequently as my undercrackers so I ended up here.
The missing two months since my last blog can be summed up quickly:
Colombia
Ciudad Perdida trek; very very good.
Barranquilla Carneval; very very very good (better than Rio in my opinion).
Trying to find work, an apartment, a
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