After driving from Point Arena to San Francisco, flying from the San Francisco airport to Miami, flying from Miami to Cuba, and taking a taxi to our apartment in Havana, the Capital of Cuba, my parents, brother and I could all feel what a long journey we embarked on. We left Point Arena around noon on Saturday, and arrived in Havana at around noon on Sunday, a full day-long journey. The first thing I did once we checked into our apartment was take a four hour nap, followed by waking up around six and going to eat the most common food in Cuba, PIZZA. Yes, I wasn't expecting pizza to be the most common food either, but it seems you can find it anywhere...restaurants, cafeterias, street-side stands. Our neighbors even sell pizza from the back of their driveway, operating businesses from their house is a common occurrence. After our extravagant dinner we went home, several hours later it started to rain, and we noticed the wind was picking up. We couldn't latch our window shut, then the power went out, and our floor got flooded by rain water... We decided to watch a movie, maybe to distract us from the flooded floor, but the window kept swinging open, so my dad and I decided something must be done!!! My dad grabbed a water bottle, while I held the window making sure it wouldn't swing back and hit anything. He proceeded to "hammer" the latch shut, and we were content. My mom said "I wonder what it would be like if this was a hurricane or tornado?"
