A visit to Cuba

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I had the amazing opportunity to visit Cuba, Havana and enjoy the food, culture, people, music, beach, art, history and more. I love Cuba. To visit family and friends was amazing. I even had the great opportunity to reflect, work on the first book I am writing, and do some S.M.A.R.T. goal setting exercises for strategizing and tackling 2018.

Take a view of some of the photos and let me know your thoughts on traveling to Cuba or if you have been, what your experience was like.

I was completely safe 100% of the time. I typically fit in most places I travel to and my Spanish was pretty good. I enjoyed going to the markets and bakeries eating fresh food that is not so easily accessible for a lot of Americans all over the nation. Like going to organic markets in certain areas when they should be everywhere, especially areas with food deserts. The food tasted more fresh… as if picked straight from the garden and farms without genetically modified organisms, pesticides, and other chemicals. I didn’t eat the famous cuban sandwiches because I don’t eat ham but enjoyed watching everyone’s day-to-day routines which included at least one cubano ham and cheese sandwich (bocadillo de jamon serrano y queso). Even the meat tasted more fresh. I ate chicken but mostly seafood (various assortments of fresh fish, lobster, shrimp). I am 80% pescatarian really. I love to eat clean/fresh without the negative hormones released while meat is killed.

I enjoyed sharing photos with my sisters and other family and friends. Let us always count our blessings, some people have never traveled outside of their city or state and over the age of 30. Some people are unable to travel due to illnesses. Some men would rather travel when their children’s mother pays for it. I actually met a man like this. Sad. Anyways… this post is not about sad things. It is about traveling and living your life on purpose. So be well… travel more and enjoy!

In Service,

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Early days on the beach…

credit: soulstorage.org
credit: soulstorage.org

I think I was born in the salt water. It makes sense because I am a water zodiac sign. I love the water in every shape, fashion, and form, as long as it is clear ocean (“salt life”). Really? So how could I love every shape, fashion, and form of water? I though I did, until I moved to the states and pretended to swim like a mermaid in the pool and scraped the top of my face to the bottom of my face along the bottom of the pool. Yes, those were nasty scars for everlasting days. Every island person played the “mermaid” game growing up at the beach, but few played this game in the pool. Lesson surely learned.

I remember having countless meals of sand and believe that is how my teeth became so strong. Perhaps I will find some studies on that and get back to you. Those were the days. My early days on the beach of St. Croix when mom was alive. I miss her dearly and often feel she is with me spiritually. I used to think about what life would have been like if she were still alive. If breast cancer did not win that battle. Where do you think I would be if that were the case?

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