Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Almost all Cubans enjoy a good Cuban cigar. Almost constantly when walking in H. Vieja, one is approached by young men offering cigars."Hey man, you want cigar?" When I answer, "NO." They return with, "Why not?" I always tell them, "Bad heart trouble." They are then very apologetic and sorry for me. It is great sport. Once when I told someone "No;" they grabbed me by the arm and jerked me toward them yelling "Why?" I shouted "Donde estas policia?" and the hustler ran, unfortunately he ran into the policeman coming around the corner. I was sorry it had come to that. My only altercation in 6 months of being in Cuba.

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