Tales of the Itinerant Sailor
Political Peril and the Itinerant Sailor
The Promise Requited
I now had to leave the Sirius II on the hook in Bahia Luperon on the north coast of the Dominican Republic, a noted safe hurricane hole. But for peace of mind I retained Gregory of Banegras to check on the boat from time to time, and Luis, a local Dominican, to clean the barnacles from the bottom once a month. In shallow bays, in tropical waters, marine life grows fast.
From there, I flew out of Santo Domingo to Vancouver Island, Canada to help celebrate the birthdays of, first, daughter Renate, and later that week, son-in-law Gary. Next, Renate drove me to Duvall, east of Seattle, in time to celebrate the birthday of son Russ. Before that, however, we take time to watch a performance in Seattle of the Los Angeles based Leonix Movement Theatre which features the dancing and acting of nephew Ryan Jones.
With Larry and Julie at Sand Castle #1
brother Larry and his wife Julie (Ryanís parents),
I am able to return briefly to Vancouver
Island to visit daughter Renate and family, and just in time to view the Sand
Many countries are reluctant to issue a one-way ticket for tourists into their country. After you spend your money, they want you out of the country. I have gotten around this before by showing documentation that I have transportation all ready arranged out of their countryómy boat. But with Cuba and/or Cubano Airlines, there is no exception. They want the price of a round trip ticket. And thatís the way it is. Even though I am not paying for the ticket, it still galls me that policies like this are so arbitrary.
I arrive in Santiago one day ahead of schedule. I use this day to travel to the Cuban city of Guantanamo, just to get a feel for what the Cubans must think about the Americans who have this Navy base there, by proper treaty of course, with a former government, but not welcomed by the present government. I donít really learn much from this trip, as I am reluctant to ask the kinds of questions that might put me in hot water, again, with government authorities.
In Cuba, they are still running. The Chevy is my taxi.
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Cruising 2009: Political Peril and the Itinerant Sailor
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