Counting down the hours and listening to punk rock at T.G.I. Friday's, the only place at the airport providing both Internet and extra shots of caffeine.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"No, thank you."
(Flight attendant on the plane to Moscow)
November 5, 2011
Almost a year and a half of daydreaming about this day (if we don't take into account the fact that I've been fantasizing about Cuba ever since I was a teenager, but back than it was more wishful thinking and less strategic planning), a year of research and extensive reading, a few good months of networking, updating contacts and asking for opinions and advice, three months of focusing on Cuban dancing, two weeks of shopping as if there was no tomorrow. 33 kg luggage allowance - probably half of it consisting of notebooks, laptops, cameras, tripods, cables, batteries and recording devices.
A month to discover all the wonders Cuba has to offer, to dance and remember how it feels like when dreams come true.