Fuenteovejuna did it

I write this to be funny, but there is some truth, or at least background, to it.

I’d like to go to Cuba again, this time to go cycling in Havana and birding in the countryside (as well as some side political learning, etc.). There are groups there that can be contacted to arrange both in advance.

I suspect that one could just show up in Havana, mention these, and within the hour, something would materialize. A van would pull up, “get in for the birding trip!”

This feeling comes from our trips to Cancun where there is a travel agency almost on every block. You could walk into any of them, mention anything from a car rental to a trip around the world, and they’d whip it up. “Trip around the world? Come back in an hour. Bring your luggage.” lol. Tourism is serious business there. There are degrees available in it.

We walked into a travel agency in Cancun one time and mentioned wanting a rental car. In FIVE MINUTES, a car screeches up, the driver gets out and holds the door open.

I said, “well, that took entirely too long!”

I’m guessing this is ’80s when I was still a compulsive smoker. This was at Pride, either Raleigh or Carrboro, I don’t remember which.

I’m with Allen, long time coworker and friend.

I tried to never let anybody photograph me smoking. When I died, I didn’t want people saying, “well he had it coming.”

(Image is me and friend seated on ground with me getting a light.)

Since to crepitate means to crackle, Neil Diamond’s 1970 hit song could have been named Crepitating Rosie.

Sitting here like a couple of oafs.

(images are pics of spouse and I posing with cocktails)