I’m thankful for shoes.
I realize that millions of people in the world go without shoes, but other than children at play, I don’t recall seeing many in Cuba without footwear of some kind.
We were about two kilometers from the main street in Vinales when
We spotted this man walking on the paved road, in the hot sun, in the middle of the day.
He had no shoes.
How far had he come?
How far was he going?
We tried to communicate with him, but could not understand what he was trying to tell us.