Fiji proved difficult to get out of, more delayed flights, hours spent waiting in lines, bookings that simply were not on the computer etc. We did get to drive around and get a bit of a sense. This involved drinkiing mouth numbing kava and eating mouth numbing cassava. We saw teenagers smoking crack, petrol stations completely enclosed in security grille and a dead dog on the road. Still, there is something to be said for a country where 105kg men wear skirts and play the ukelele.
LA was LA, Mexico City was an airport and night's sleep and getting on the plane to Havana was a relief.
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