Ten hour bus ride. Cuban country-side is still fascinating. Old cars zip by horses pulling buggies. Hitchhikers wave small bills as you pass. In the fields, campesinos overturn the dirt by hand and direct massive pairs of oxen to trudge through the red earth. Smokey air fills our nostrils when we pass one of several burning fields. Ribby horses on the side of the road munch on green grass under hulking palm trees. We bought some ‘maíz de maní’- a sweet peanut bar with milk and honey- and our driver bought a giant slab of cheese from street-side venders.
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