But also other things, like beach volleyball and much sunbathing. I got darker, but not quite to my goal of Filipino brown. Sigh. 

Cuba was good, the resort was nice, the people were really friendly, Havana was really cool; if I ever become a vampire I'm going to choose Havana was my city of choice. So nice and warm, always people out, lots of dramatic old buildings for lair-making, etc. It's like New Orleans, but more Communist-y. 

My only beef with Cuba has nothing to do with the country itself: we apparently went during fat-person week. Seriously, if I saw any more unnecessary flesh oozing over the sides of beach chairs I would have put on a sleeping mask to block said view and risked the weird tan-lines. Oh well. It was still a much warmer Christmas than I would have spent at home, so that's a bonus. Happy New Year my people, some day soon we shall gather again and cause much havoc!