Early start , packed and ready for action wile Teresa was still struggling with her health. Was sent out to get on the internet to inform Teresa’s Dad about our arrival time at Gatwick etc. and also to bargain for/buy a painting from a gallery in old Havana. The mission failed completely f- after two hours I returned with nothing. We packed the remaining items and set of together to sort out what I had not done on the way to the airport. Internet no joy - thanks to Raul and Fidel - but we purchased two painting from the gallery. Fast track cycling to the airport fully loaded with alcohol, tobacco and the rolled pictures, must have looked funny. Got to the Aeropuerto two hours before the first check in so plenty of time for bicycle dismantling/packing
A random Italian tried to buy the bikes from us at the airport. He had lived in Cuba for 15years and was very happy just playing golf at the nearby golf course . No employment, just poaching- I had to bite my tongue
40min in the queue to check in followed by 5 min in another queue to pay exit levy of €25 per person. A further, rather surprising tax, for exporting artwork out of the country: my levels of inhaling communist crap were boiling over by this stage, so went to get a beer for equivalent of the weekly Cuban wage. Cheers.
The seats on the plane where absolutely fantastic - thanks Virgin Atlantic! I had a funny relief to be out of “Truman Show” country. Not too sure if I was ready to enter the Siberian like weather of Southern England with a gale blowing.
Total cycled: 4089 km
Thanks to all for following the madness.
We really hope we will be able to make it all the way around one day.
I wont give up on the dream!
A random Italian tried to buy the bikes from us at the airport. He had lived in Cuba for 15years and was very happy just playing golf at the nearby golf course . No employment, just poaching- I had to bite my tongue
40min in the queue to check in followed by 5 min in another queue to pay exit levy of €25 per person. A further, rather surprising tax, for exporting artwork out of the country: my levels of inhaling communist crap were boiling over by this stage, so went to get a beer for equivalent of the weekly Cuban wage. Cheers.
The seats on the plane where absolutely fantastic - thanks Virgin Atlantic! I had a funny relief to be out of “Truman Show” country. Not too sure if I was ready to enter the Siberian like weather of Southern England with a gale blowing.
Total cycled: 4089 km
Thanks to all for following the madness.
We really hope we will be able to make it all the way around one day.
I wont give up on the dream!