Although Americans tourists are banned from entering the country, I went under the journalism category.
It's only an hour flight, Cuban visa can be bought during check-in at the airline counter before departure, just don't forget your passport. I exchanged dollars into their convertible  (CUC) pesos upon arrival. I stayed at an hostel next to the baseball stadium. I focused on videotaping their culture alone rather than being somewhat biased traveling group with their hectic schedule. One day took a Soviet era Lada taxi to outskirts of Havana to visit a Deaf school. They asked me what we Deaf Americans do with our obsolete TTY as we are using VP nowadays, hopefully some organizations will donate those equipment. I felt like was blasted into the past, surrounded by all those vintage automobiles.
 

2018-10-24

Deaf, Burgers and Fries

I passed all the other cars in lines at a local burger franchise to their drive-up window handing in a note to order their famous double decker burgers with fries, and a can of the real thing, Coca-Cola. These drivers behind me are grumpily angered at me for cutting into the line and began to lost their patience, blowing their horns, awakening the whole peaceful neighborhood, depriving them of their sweet dreams. I'm not going to put up with it, seeking revenge, I turned my motor off, hand the manager a note who's wondering what the hell is going on? I wrote that "my battery is dead," thus blocking the lane. They were really pissed off and upset. While the manager looking for jump cables, the driver behind me got out of his car and gestured to me to put my car into neutral
, letting him and a couple of other guys push me to the next window so I can pick up my order. The manager came outside with the jump cables, I told him that there is nothing wrong with my battery and took off. I think they learned their lesson, not to mess with me. Please don't do what I did, you never know that the driver behind you may have an AK-47.

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