It's unbelievable that this Deaf hiker, heading West alongside the tracks suffers no injuries whatsoever, not even a scratch. "All I can remember is that I picked up a golden spike and held it, when I felt the vibration underneath me, and then, in fear, facing the inevitable as the California Zephyr which ran through my body as if I was invisible." Amtrak unable to explain the paranormal event, nevertheless decided not to press charges for trespassing, citing he's "lucky to be alive." The Deaf suspects the ghosts of the Deaf Chinese railroad laborers saved his life.
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.