Twilight

Trip Start Jan 16, 2007
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Trip End Mar 01, 2007


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Thursday, March 1, 2007

Our last night in Havana. Young mothers stand out on balconies with their children trying to cool down in this deeply warm night.

I returned from my last record reconnaissance this afternoon to find the room very hot and everyone asleep. Once I realized the switch wasn't set properly on the AC, the unit in our final casa began blasting cold air. Now it must be ten degrees cooler inside the room than out here in the smells and heat of the night.

Lucy, like the evening, is too hot. I like circular moments in life, but I could be spared Lucy having a fever on the first and last nights in Cuba. If we were staying at Eumelia`s both times as planned I`d say the place was cursed. But as it is, we`ve moved up literally and figuratively in our apartment building in Vedado. The unit is at least double the size of Manuel and Arecelys`s and our space is likewise doubled. We have our own dining room and balcony, another big bathroom, and a much larger bedroom, complete with beautiful mahogany furniture. We're now facing the front of the building, on calle 21. I can look left to the Nacional and a glimpse of the Malecon. In the other direction, the skeleton of the Capri and beyond it the lights of the Havana Libre.

Lucy's fever subsides after a single dose of Tylenol. Our remaining bottles of medication are lined up ready for her, and the doctor-daughter of the casa owner is in the next bedroom if necessary, but Lucy has a relatively restful night.

I'm wake from 3 a.m on. My daughter Emma will kill me if she finds out how much mental energy I'm wasting on records. The possible discs at Julio and Elsa's occupy me as much as our chances of getting on an earlier flight so we can make the Toronto-Victoria connection. I find my brain loops in these semi-conscious states. I'm reminded of Scrooge, laying awake after Marley's visitation, wondering if the ghost had been real or not.
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