China is all about shoes, sex and serendipity … oh and most importantly, your feet. And how they are clad while you walk, stagger, sprint, sway, shuffle and stroll along so many miles of footpaths, tracks, stairs, museum floors, unmade roads, rain-drenched paths and pot-holed surfaces of every description (did […]
By the time a third round of Mojitos had been ordered, it was clear that Rosa was a master of seduction. Earlier that afternoon, two fair-haired Yumas meandering through la Habana Vieja had caught the eye of this beautiful young woman at her friend’s street stall. In half a blink, […]
Gym junkies in the western world might think they have a monopoly on sinew but they can’t compete with the trishaw driver lugging two short, chubby foreigners from the Beny Moré statue on Avenida 54 to Club Cienfuegos where they hope to enjoy dos Cervezas Cristal and the famous sunset. […]
Trinidad is about 320Km (200 miles) from La Habana. A morning’s drive (with time for coffee) where I come from but half a lifetime by Viazul bus. The bus ride itself is reasonably pleasant but the rigmarole of buying tickets so time consuming, we did the trip returned by taxi.
