Last week, I was on the hunt for freshly cracked coconuts from roadside fruit stands in the Yucatán. This week, I'll be searching for freshly cracked coconuts in Cuba.
See you next week, y'all. No phone, no laptop, no emails, no deadlines, not even a shred of wifi for the next week. Just me, my leather notebook, and a tattered Kerouac paperback. (And my loud, borderline insane Cuban family.) ✌🏼BYE!