Huge wilderness, vibrant cities,
and the heartland of modern surfing. Away from the famous carnage of southern
California or Florida however, there are surf discoveries still to be
made, even here.
"It’s more than just an island. It is many islands, and it is this
island Earth on which we live. It is a state of mind, a state of being and a
land of forgotten dreams. An island bound by the spirit of the sea and living
within the spirit of man".Click HERE to read
Our journey started in Havana, the once beautiful girl now long
past her prime, and at first everything was as fashionably
Cuban as the tourist
brochures led us to believe. There were streets and streets full
of calmly crumbling art-deco houses, stunning women in short
Chevys at all the junctions, old men with cigars and music
and dancing at every turn, but then we went into a supermarket and
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"...It came from the Bronx in rivulets and streams.
It flowed from Queens
in torrents and tributaries and it bubbled up from Brooklyn in sluicing
torrents of trash. .."
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