My Big Adventures

I am forced by ethical and editorial guidelines (especially in these difficult economic times) to make the following disclosure: I am at home. In Vancouver. Using high speed internet. For free. See, I intended to maintain a real time journal. I'd be there. You'd be there. We'd share the thing. It really was a great idea. Nearly like twittering (although I actually have no idea what that is...it's my understanding that e-mail and blogging have gone the way of the dinosaur, and replaced by "tweeting" where I can release scintillating little messages like, "Crossing the street to the other side", or "Waiting for the light to turn." I don't get it, but whatever. That's what I'm told. However, (sorry, I was intending to make a point, but got distracted and then annoyed, but patience always does pay as you will soon discover) after making the commitment to ongoing updates to the journal I discovered the unfortunate truth. It's not like there are internet cafes on every corner of Cuba. So you gotta find a computer. Then you gotta get in line (during the hours the computer is available). Then you gotta pay about $10 - $15 per hour for its use. And since it's not high speed, you spend much of that hour watching it. Now that, to me, is not a particularly good use of my time, when the sun is shining and beers are a buck and a half. So instead, I will be sharing memories of experiences rather than the experiences themselves. Impressions. Emotions. I will though be able to support them with names and places and references and stuff, so that actually might be ok too.