 | Anyway, after an hour or so, I decided to head back to the host family as we agreed that I would return for dinner. I took one of these little yellow scooter taxis that were present all over Cuba.
I tried to explain that I was preferring to eat with everybody together I that I preferred not to eat meat if they did not eat it either, for financial reasons. I thought that they understood my feelings.
By the way, after my horrible experience I had changed the hostel. The place was not really better but much more quiet and near the Ocean. I woke up with the sound of a siren. It was the police. |
