I'm halfway through my friend Richard Fleming's book Walking to Guantánamo, an at-times hilariously funny, other-times melancholy account of his epic walk across Cuba. Well, it was supposed to be a walk, but he ends up cheating (although his method of cheating--a heavy bike that quickly falls apart--doesn't help shave off too much time). I'm loving the book, especially his descriptions of being a huge, bearded gringo with orange hair. It makes me feel almost like a native down here. I'll be finishing it as soon as I can get the pdf to open on my computer without it crashing. It's a recommended read that'll come out in October. Order today!
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