Life's little ironies
When you go to some of these resorts in Cuba, they give you a wristband to identify you as a paying resident. These are your key to the restaurants, bars, and recreational activities around your resort (and often others nearby with which yours has partnerships).
I usually cut it off as soon as I get home and it gets pasted into the scrapbook for that particular trip. When I returned from Sol Cayo Santa Maria, I just... couldn't bring myself to cut that band off. It was probably because, due to the sprained ankle, I kind of felt that I hadn't really experienced the vacation... and cutting off the wristband would be an acknowledgement that it was just all over. Just gone.
Well, we're working on planning our next trip, and the stupid thing was getting ratty and worn and torn, and yesterday I said the hell with it and cut it off. And when I glanced at the inside of the band, I saw something interesting.
"PRECISION DYNAMICS CORP SAN FERNANDO CA 91840 USA"
That embargo looks more and more elective every time I turn around...