Las Galeras
Trip Start
Apr 12, 2007
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Trip End
Apr 22, 2007
As I ate dinner last night an old man, native to Las Galeras, sat down at my table and explained to me how he cooks crack, making wild gestures with his hands upon which I counted many blackened finger tips. He promised to procure some of his fine crack for me at an exhorbitant price (after gifting me some mangos and explaining how he'd be like a father to me - but in the capacity of drug dealer), before I split and left him talking smack. The fish was excellent, as was the lesson on how to cook crack...
