21 Nov 17
Beach Day
My Lobster issued forth her orders for me to secure suitable accommodations for us under a beach. So, at 0730 hrs I reconned the beach, selected lounge chairs and secured them with the international symbol of placing towels and books on them.
Breakfast and lunch have been rather mediocre at the Boo-Fay. Breakfast consists of eggs cooked to order, bacon, a couple of tasteless pancakes and coffee. Surprisingly, there is no milk to drink. At least not at the resorts and what there is tastes thin and unpasteurized. Now, unpasteurized milk is okay but this stuff tastes like it was drained from a Cuban curr snagged out behind the resort.
Cuba is a tropical paradise, except for the communists, so you would expect that the fruit would be fresh and in abundance. Hmm...there was fruit but I don't think it should tasty soapy. Cold cuts on the Boo-Fay ... out of the question! The same goes for the cold fish parts - sardines, mackerel or what looked like cut bait swimming in that SAE 10W sauce. Everthing may look good but there is no such thing as Food Safe in Coo-ba.
Supper this night was at the Eye-Talian restaurant. A very good meal by anyone's standards except for the tiramisu. It was nothing more than the standard resort white flour layered cake, with the requisite mystery fruit compote acting as a glue between the layers, soaked in cold coffee resting on a smear of Creme de Menthe which my Lobster say reminds her of Leprechaun Shit.
The day ended at the coffee bar with a double espresso for me and a tea for my Lobster. We had an enjoyable day. The sand, the sun, the warm waters, the over pouring at the beach bar...
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