Picture from Koray's balcony. My apartment is the one to the left! Many nights out here having drinks, cuban cigars, chats and chill music sessions.
The view from my Livingroom!
My apartment from the ferry heading off to the toronto island beaches
Sammy walking to the beach across the street from us.
Sam; singing with a glass of merlot. Me; wasting no time.
Snowboarding.
The lesson: Humans are not stronger than mountains.
Random Other pics of booting around....
Small town in Cuba. We had dinner at a Cubans families house and then they took us for a tour of their town. We couldn't communicate with the women who was showing us around and feeding us, but it was likely the best tour of my life.
Cool thing about having a boat: Access to beatiful deserted islands.
Sam on a deserted beach on an island just off the coast of Cuba
Getting to the airport was a huge opperation. We were staying in someones house who couldn't speak english and we couldn't speak spanish. Then when we needed to get to the airport there were no taxis in our little town, so the nieghbors came together to help us out and a man agreed to take us if he could bring his wife and child. gypse cabs are illegal in cuba but the places we stayed didn't have regular taxis so we had no option.
Our captain.
We arrived in a very poor rural village in Cuba. Sam's mom is walking ahead with A women who took us in to feed us. The whole town came out to the house to look at us. Kids sat around and looked at my shoes and people invited us to chicken fights. Interesting town.
Backyard of another family that invited us over for coffee. That stream looking thing in the backyard is the sewage system. I found that out when it started raining.
View from a locals apartment we had dinner (i.e. tomato salad & rum) at.
We gave out toys to kids in slums in Honduras.
two boys who's family lives in the slum would come to our boat to hang out with us.
This is the little piece of boat they would leave on.
Revolutionaries in Cuba
Cuba: Cigar smoking grandma
Cuban armed guards that would harras us everyday by searching our boat, ordering us around, searching our bags etc. We would always offer them pankakes, but they couldn't understand us. They love their pictures being taken.
View from the boat at sundown
Sam and I outside of the colleseum in Rome
Sam and I wating for the sun to go down in Greece.
chilling in Santorini, Greek islands.
Greek islands
Eating and chilling in Florence, Italy
Wating a concert in Florence, Italy
Small town in the South of France. We played soccer with kids, had a BBQ and Sam saved me all week with her french skills. I stayed mute. Not talking, and not even being expected to talk is kind of cool. I just worked on my smile and body langauge. I am now voted number 3 in Canada for smile and number 2 for body language.
