Continuing on our journey in Cuba, my dad found out that he had lost his VISA while clearing customs and we are on a mission to find a replacement.
We brought along the Canadian winter and fierce winds, resulting in the coldest December in the past 50 years.
We stood on a hill-top and saw this unsuspecting man get hit by a wave.
The waves battering the seawall.
The people along the way were helpful but kept pointing us to the wrong places. Turns out it was a great opportunity for us to tour different areas that we hadn’t plan on visiting.
A dog watching the street below.
Cars of the revolution!
We came across a farmer’s market where the locals were loading up their trucks.
Even though it was still a moderate 17DegC the locals were donning on scarves and gloves.
Pig head anyone?
Parents got grabbed into a photo.
The most antique lawn mower in operation. I had to take a photo of this.
Press doorbell for BAJOS.