Cuba the finale

We left on Saturday of that week. After another long trundling bus trip through the lush countryside of cuba, seeing more of the locals and locales, we arrived back at the airport. We checked our bags, paid our leaving fee, and picked up some cigars, rum, and souveneirs then waited to board our plane just as the rains started to roll in.

The plane ride was just as fun on the way back as it was on the way there. Save the exception of the in-flight entertainment glitching often.

We touched down in pearson 3 hours later. Unchecked our bags and made our way through customs, and onward to the park and fly bus.

We got back to the apartment at 1am on sunday, tired, suntanned, and well spent.


June 26th/2008

I had my first meeting with a client who was in need of my design skills. We shared coffee and ideas at Williams. I walked away with a bolstered heart full off adrenalin. I've never had a project this complex and in-depth before. My art engine has been kickstarted from zero to holy-shit in one hour. Gemma nd her friend Rachel picked me up and we grabbed some subway for dinner. I was so excited to get going on the project that I almost forgot to tuck into the delicious twelve-inch meatball grinder I was given, thankfully Gemma was there to remind me to eat first, chew slowly and enjoy the meal before I settled in and spent the rest of the night starting and finishing the first of many assignments.

I'm doing well, I've got steady work, designs on the side, a girlfriend who loves and cares for me, a roof over my head, and a family or two who love me more than I know.

I'm happy as a friggin' clam, folks.

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

Peace,

Ben