Cuba blog May 2, 2019
Woke up, showered. Immigration official came by the forced airbnb. Explained that there's a detention center for deportees such as I would become if I run out of cash. Asked me a bunch of questions, to ascertain whether I would have money, where I was going, etc.
I set out to take a bus to the next city, Sanctu Spiritu. While walking, I kept getting run off the road by buses. While trying to take a bus, I didn't see a single one for hours. Tried hitchhiking. Finally got a ride in a big truck!
Now trying to get a place.
Maybe just hitchhike the rest of Cuba ASAP. Not sure which direction.
Cuba: The makeshift society.
Just pushing through, one thing then another.