Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Rarezas (oddities)





Did I mention how many freaking cocoanuts every one of these trees produces? They're, like, embarrassingly fecund.

One of the oldest cars we saw the whole trip, and one of the best-preserved. This was at Jibacoa, not Havana.

The island's supply of auto paint must overwhelmingly consist of that shade of blue, as we saw it everywhere.

Interestingly, cars in Cuba have different coloured license plates depending on their use. Blue is a private vehicle. Brown, I believe, is for government vehicles, while there are other colours for vehicles owned by the resorts and so on.


Speaking of Havana, this was on the dashboard of the bus we took to Havana.

It's a back-up camera. And it's brainy.

The bus itself was Chinese; all the new buses in Cuba are Chinese-made now.






A lizard suns himself on a piece of concrete. Looks like he's still in the slammer, though.





This was taken by Husband in the village. It's like a traffic sign that just says, "Hey!" Very effective. At the very least the sense of uncertainty will make you pay attention.


Speaking of paying attention, this sign marks the police station. Sorry, Revolutionary National Police Station of Jibacoa. (Again with the revolution. I'm going to try to get around to another blog of the propaganda billboards and slogans we saw.)


I earlier posted pictures of myself in a straw cowboy hat. This is Husband's Tilley Hat. (Next to a Spanish Coffee, an amazing drink that starts out white as milk and then has dark bands of coffee layered into it. Amazing to watch.)

Canadian-made Tilley hats are famous in Canada for their quality and durability. Unremarkable straw cowboy hats, not so much.

Everywhere we went, tourists were trying to talk me out of my straw cowboy hat and Cubans were trying to barter for Husband's Tilley hat.

Just shows that you don't have to have money to have good taste. And vice-versa.



Last, but not least, Viagra on sale at the airport pharmacy. I kid you not.

Just another example of Cuba's first-class health care system!

ronnie

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Blogger Nostalgic for the Pleistocene said...

What yall manage to pack into only one week is amazing!

If i drank coffee, that layered drink would look like the nectar of the gods - i guess since you drink it with a straw, that means the major caffeine hit on the bottom is designed to come first, followed by more stomach-soothing aftercare. Magnificent! 8~) Wonder if i could engineer that with tea and jello...

11:00 a.m.  
Blogger Mike said...

The issue of Tilly hats, straw hats, etc. -- back in 1972 or so, I had a chance to open a blue jeans store in France. For various reasons, none of which I'm currently married to, it didn't happen. But there was a notion back then that, if you packed enough Levis and maybe an extra pair of Frye boots and a Stetson or two, you could barter your way across Europe and come out at the end in rather good shape. Food for thought if anyone is headed for Cuba ... and willing to risk being accused of something-or-other.

7:42 p.m.  
Anonymous m.e. said...

wonderful photos! We bought a car that looked like that when Katie was a baby...a 1948 Dodge. but it was yellow. I hope they had a lot of condoms for sale in the airport pharmacy, too.

5:46 a.m.  

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