Herman and I returned home last night. It’s great to be back in Palm Springs. We were gone only three weeks, but the last several days were spent in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, and I found little to like there so I began missing home. Of the three destinations—NY City, Cuba, Fort Lauderdale—Cuba was the jewel in the crown.
My only issue with Cuba was we were on a cruse that circumnavigated the island, and we spent more time of the ship than we did on the shore. The food and service onboard left much to be desired. Also, getting on and off the ship was a pain in every port because of the sheer number of people on board and the slow Cuban customs agents. I would go back to Cuba, but I would fly into Havana and stay at a hotel.