After a good night's sleep I wake up and see in the mirror a fighter who marked an entire generation.
I feel like I've fought the battle of my life with this cursed dragonfly.
Come on Rocky, you'll be alright...You're not hurt!!! Eye of the tiger...
It was an intense day of cycling. I thought Cuba would be an easy destination, but I was wrong. The southeastern region is dotted with mountains. The climbs and descents came one after another. Plus, the wind was always there and strong! The bad news is that the wind has been playing tricks on me since the beginning of the trip! The best moment of my day was meeting a kind Cuban family who had been waiting for the bus for six hours on the side of the road. The lack of public transportation remains a major problem on the island.
I stayed with them for a while and chatted to learn more about Cuban life. They offered me water. Yet another example of how kind the world is. Later, along the way, another man gave me three mangoes. After driving 100 km in conditions I wouldn't want to experience again tomorrow, I finally arrived in Moa. Moa is a run-down town. The streets are truly ugly.
The city is dotted with social housing where hundreds of people are crammed together.
I found a house to sleep in with difficulty tonight. I'm going to eat fish by the polluted sea.
People throw bottles and cans into the ocean.
Moa isn't my favorite city! It's an industrial city. Big day! Time for bed!
David Beauchesne
