This year was our fourth vacation in Cuba and the first me and my sister planned and really went together, with our families, of course. It was fun, because we tried another resort. For now, this is the third one. And you know what, they all have their own personality, depending very much on the management and people that are working in it. So far, I would still go for The Grand Playa Turquesa, where we had the inspiration to go twice, but things changed dramatically with our last visit and we’ve decided to go back to Las Brisas in October.
Temperatures were beautiful and first thing we used to do every morning after the shower was to put the sunblock spray on. I am not a big fan and the fact that I would have to wear something sticky on my skin doesn’t attract me at all, so didn’t use it much on me. Kids are used to it and for them I am more afraid than I am for myself. My sister, though, who never had a sun burn in her life, she got burnt this time. She had 3rd degree burns on her back, exactly where the spray was applied. Painful and painful… I stopped using the spray and will most probably go with the lotion from now on even for kids.
Nights in the resort are nice. There was a show every evening and the entertainers are real professionals. They gave me the chance to entertain, too. With the help from a cuban dancer I won 2nd prize in the dance contest. The night after the dancing contest my sister was invited to participate in the Miss Las Brisas contest. She won the third prize, my beautiful sister. We both made it to top 3. Nice memories.
Our first generation kids and our husbands spent a lot of time together. Lucky them. They left us the beauty of taking care of our second generation kids that can be pretty annoying sometimes. Anyway, more than the first generation. At some point we decided to bring them to the daycare. It took us a few days to really go and try to deposit them there. They were happy to go, we were happy to leave them there, everybody was happy with the idea but the caregiver. She was not in the mood for taking care of our kids and gave us a lecture about the resort’s law that says that only kids 4 years old and plus are allowed. That was very bad news. We were ready to tip her big time, but she was made it sound and clear that we had no other choice but leave.
Montréal, Trudeau Airport, June 8th, 2008 – Customs A young lady, around 25-28 years old is welcoming us with : “It’s disgusting. ( I was wondering if she was talking to us, reffering to what?) The temps outside, it’s disgusting.” I felt relieved, she was talking about the 33 degrees Celcius that Montréal got for 2 days. Yep, after complainig 8 months a year that winter has no end, she was talking to me about the 33 with + liike if they were there for 8 months now and will never go away. And I was coming from +33, I was enjoying the same temps in Montreal, too.
Hasta la vista Holguin! See you back in October!