Another 125 km day awaits me. I'm asking a lot of this aging body. I set off really early; it's still dark. When the sun finally rises, it's misty and chilly. The road is once again very dangerous today. Along the side, signs indicate the remaining distance to Havana. It's sometimes very discouraging. This morning, I was 555 km from Cuba's largest city.

I've finally arrived in Florida!!! haha

This really wasn't my best day for cycling. My stomach hurts. I can't wait to be able to sing Michel Rivard's song "Je voudrais voir la mer" again.

The wind is strong and blowing in the opposite direction! I am witnessing an unusual buffet, scavengers wallowing in a horse carcass on the side of the road.

I see death every day on the road. Life is fleeting for some species. For about twenty kilometers, I drive on the shoulder of the road reserved for horse-drawn carriages. I try to avoid getting too close to all the vehicles that pass me. Generally, people are quite courteous on the road. I'm looking forward to getting back to smaller, less busy roads.

I'm exhausted, I can't wait to get there. This has been the hardest day in a while. I gulp down two large glasses of yogurt, which do wonders for my upset stomach!

I finally arrived at my destination after six hours of effort! Phew. I need a little nap, but first I asked my hosts if I could do my laundry. The answer was yes, and it made my day much brighter for 3 CUC (75 Cuban Pesos). After an hour of rest in the air conditioning, I went in search of my three 1500ml bottles of lemon liqueur (kind of like 7 Up). Every day I consume 4.5 liters of this beverage on the road; it keeps me going. Along the way, I met a barber and asked him to trim the hair in my ears and nose... haha. Too much information?

I'm buying myself some fried corn kernels.

Next, I buy milk and corn flakes, my dream comes true!

It's hot, I'm feeling better! Tomorrow, I'm going to take it a little easier.

David Beauchesne