Havana 5

I arrived home by day. Slept for a couple of hours. Still weak outside the house saw they run the Havana Marathon. Packed up and slowly to town.

Take a walk around town, buy some souvenirs. Get on your last cigar.

It was time to get to the airport. Again the lengthy process of migrating and waiting for a plane. This flight back to Madrid was shorter by almost 2 hours with air currents, above 8 hours. On the plane we got seats in the back row. Those in the front leaned all the way back until I raised my voice.