 | At noon the oldest soon came home. He was a doctor and gave me some salt and other Cuban medicine. I was reluctant to swallow that stuff but the pain and the doctor's smile persuaded me in the end.
I wanted to explore the city, so I took my Nikon F501, a few rolls of films and headed to the narrow colorful streets of SCDC. Most of the streets were paved and it was easy to walk in this part.
As soon as I went to bed, incredibly loud music starting playing from right beneath my room. The music was so loud that I could not fall asleep despite my jet lag and despite being extremely tired. |
