Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Birdseed Cakes With Gelatin

Yanely Photo of Dan La Chronique: Part 4

Dan commençait à trouver le temps long, the fatigue of s'instiller achevait engourdis dans ses membres, SLOWLY, insidieusement, Paris-Cuba you are travail avait accompli sap. The jolts of the car ended the upset. They were very far now, the taxi, a Skoda red patched up end to end, was heading towards the Calle Obispo [1] cleverly avoiding the ruts of the most formidable.
- is coming soon, right? "Dan asked impatiently.
- Almost there, you do not recognize the central park? Leydi let go amusement.
- If course ... where did I head 'lied Dan, for once, be surprised to have arrived safely. Indeed, the taxi turned into the street now Bernaza leading to Floridita. Passed the bar "Monserrate" and screw screw "Castillo de Farnes, the driver ended his race in the parking lot across from the bar Hemingway. There were only fifty yards to walk on the left sidewalk of Obispo Street.
Dan walked alongside with Yanely Leydi two meters behind. A pair of the jineteros apostrophèrent suddenly
- Do you woante cigars?
The thinner of the two had tried a few words in broken English.
- I call you a taxi?, Adds the second, which continued in English.
Dan did not answer at first, anyway he was buying more cigars since he had been flogging fake Cohiba [2] to based on palm leaves. He did not think more need to answer the second who had seen off the taxi. Our two friends did not discourage him, provided:
- New? tried the puppy for fun.
Dan turned to him inquiringly. He did not immediately understand the meaning of the question. Yanely noted that it had performed well and did not appreciate the joke at all. In true Cuban style mischievous and provocative jinetero the proposed "another girlfriend" to which Dan responded belatedly and forcefully boorishness. Despite the irritation displayed Yanely he could not help laughing at the noisy kid's joke. However, to temper his reaction, he gently took her hand to lay a kiss, it was not about to risk spoiling one minute of appreciation for his stay for a single burst of his laughter devoid of diplomacy ...
They climbed, like old familiar places they were, the two-story yellow building. Leydi was responsible for booking the apartment. Dan did not even try to negotiate the twenty-five dollars a night that he asked the owner. Leiden, fond of nicknames, called the rubia [3] . Circumstances decided otherwise, but for now, once again, Dan was supposed stay only a short time in Havana. In these circumstances, it was reluctant to make candle-end economies. Anyway, he did not bargain, especially when the asking price seemed fair. The "rubia", a plump woman in her thirties over, now dealt directly with Dan. The husband was waiting watching TV in another apartment a few blocks away. Dan was not sorry for judging the photos left in the apartment, he did not look comfortable. His scowling, his thick biceps gave him almost a caricature of a face of a nightclub bouncer.
As a general rule, in on rental of apartment, the role of each spouse seems predetermined. Women do not mind making their own hand in money matters. Meanwhile, spouses are busy with other tasks, often much less profitable ...
- This is the second or third time I come here? Dan wondered.
- After all I would have done just as well ask for a discount for my loyalty.
Too late. The blonde came down the stairs with a heavy and careless, the well-calculated trajectory. As proof, she stepped aside to avoid a dog shit. Dan had
paid only three nights, he gave himself the opportunity to take rates down to his landlady, depending on the evolution of its budget. And then, he could come and want to change the place because it was one of his specialties. Armed with a single suitcase, he knew he would not make much effort required to leave the place. And then at the bottom, the guides are not lacking, few perfect specimens exhibit themselves until late at night in Obispo Street. Dan knew half a dozen, at a minimum, on the lookout for a commission or "Hatuey" very cool. And in the neighborhood, there are still some available apartments, then do not worry ...
Dan was installed in a large circular bed. Not trivial. The shape of the layer had surprised him, and his base more. He was cast in concrete over forty centimeters thick.
- All that must weigh a ton ... Finally the mattress is thick, it is the main thought Dan. Now, with Yanely at his side, nothing could hinder his quest for a blissful and peaceful stay ...


[1] Bishop Street.
[2] timeliness in Cuban cigar brand.
[3] The blonde .

Monday, May 22, 2006

Ftv,com Underwear Men

Dan La chronique: part 3


Dan stroked Yanely's shoulder. She was curled up against him and was not angry jerks of the car. Instead, she took the opportunity to stick with him even so much as touched the thigh of Dan Yanely now than on its entire length. He loved the feel and despite the heat, despite the sweat that his pants clung to the surface in contact with her, he had no intention of breaking the link.
- An erotic touch is much more exciting than the sexual act itself, thought there without anything to show. It reminds me a few sessions of friction rubbed unpremeditated in Paris Metro trains with female victims, sometimes willing, sometimes not! "
- ¿Yanely than me cuentas? [1] "asked Dan.
- Nada nuevo, sabes como you esta aqui la cosa ... [2] !. They exchanged a few commonplaces
a moment longer, then Dan decided to ask him close to his heart.
- How was your trip to Norway?
This question did venture into slippery ground, he dreaded the answer as he was reluctant to ask.
He knew what she had been doing there. This time, as at least half a dozen others, she was visiting a "friend." The term friend is probably unsuitable for that matter, in this case the word is devoted rather "novio" in its Cuban.
Dan knew that in Cuba the term is used indiscriminately to the point that it tended to be emptied of its original meaning. If at a chance meeting a couple of mixed forms - but chance are there in Cuba in the matter? - Not least the space of five minutes, the partners are immediately baptized novios [3] .
- They do not wait long to bring their dreams to the test of reality, "said Dan.
Anyway, the Norwegian Yanely was nothing else to Dan a serious candidate. He purposely used the term because to speak of "rival" the unbearable at the highest point. For him, this type remain a candidate, nothing other than a candidate ... just good to get it out of the Cuban molasses and the land of sugar cane, the term is appropriate. He willingly admitted he was jealous of this type, but it was not a disease. Despite living most of their lives, each on their side - but the heart side by side - can be the future would end it by bringing them together for good, who knows? Anyway, Dan was far from rejecting the idea, quite the contrary ... Our taxi was approaching
the old town nestled against the right lane. He doubled successively, then imposing a Buick Chrysler 50's unlikely survivors of the 1959 revolution. Although faded by the rigors of a half-century of the malecon spray [4] , the antique vehicle sported chrome hood of his stripes as a veteran.
Cross the Habana Vieja as a movie, a scene hard, huge, in which one aspires to be lost. The maze of strange places draw a pre-war Disney ... a nuclear war? Or a climate catastrophe, or war slow chemical, which after all eaten Are these old buildings had pieces of wood and painting continues its slow corrosion, do not balk at attacking the masonry and tiles to the antique patina covering the ground.
Yet, who speaks of crumbling facades? Certainly not these artists palette jealous that would be hard to decline such pretty watercolors ... nuanced ochres and blues. Really, Dan hated to eat them [5] new coming ware, with their flashy and aggressive kitsch, colorful harmony of ancient alignments ... Although it is here that a return to sources, these blue skies, those old pink and ocher were all there at the beginning of the Malecon, but now he had far too accustomed to this earthy color and uniform to accept so easily return to original color.
often flanked by colonnades some solid, round or rectangular decrepit facades of colonial buildings do not finish to resist the onslaught of sea spray and ... the forces of gravity. He remembered reading somewhere qu'Alejo Carpentier spoke of "the city of columns, saving what they can from the sun and rain ...."
Full sun on the facades, windows must be opened, because here the indiscretion of dogma. One could detect an escape from claustrophobia and promiscuity, there are sure to find a hint of exhibitionism ...
- One feels the hectic life inside, she is there, yes, well ... there is said to Dan itself. Everywhere around, we perceive an incredible energy coming out of these old dilapidated barracks, never closed, leaving the drain essence of local life, without resistance, sometimes in the form of a group of kids squealing and gesturing, sometimes by outbursts of colorful women vying for the last word ... Who
will be left with a lead jinetero [6] do well, behind the visible, away from view and sun decks few secular without providing soften unfailing freshness.
Dan kept him this long printed in sense of well-being after his return to France and also when traveling to Venezuela, Colombia (the country cousins in Cuba). No matter the place, this small pilot flame in a corner of his head made him quite the busy life bearable for his office in Paris or New York.
- Havana, this is really my trip, he thought. Among Latin American cities that had attended, no other city he had not been too impressed. Except, perhaps, in Managua, Nicaragua to the communist era ... there floated to the same time hints at the end of his reign ...
Yet, in retrospect, he realized he did not understand the plot of this movie, the plot seemed so realistic that it projected outside. Dan was convinced: "None of all those tourists who frequent this city for the first time would have been smarter." Cuba, Havana, the "central park", Calle Obispo on the corner with a bar of Hemingway's "The Floridita" he ... had fallen there in filming, as a visitor lost in the arcana of Universal Studios ...
- I do not know who was responsible for casting, but in any case ... hat
Dan referred to it in all these intermarried couples who made and unmade constantly morph and engages in a daily work in a quest for unchanging love vibrios and exciting.
- Franco-Cuban Couples, Italo-Cuban, Cuban-Germano whatever ... Once again the love scenes tour, lovers of night does not always fit in their respective houses ... Dan thought, mockingly. That is the tragedy of many of these hearts taken, mainly coming from overseas. Although these happy fools who often unconsciously, are completely disarmed before the infallible charm of these beautiful mulatto. The perfect body-bound approach to undulating feel dizzy. Same phenomenon in the women with white skin in the light of all backgrounds and capsized under the irresistible influence of their Apollo ebony. What talent these! What sense of tempo. ... Their muscles bulge through their T-shirt, looking for anything, just in time ...

Dan had a moment thought he might be content without too much trouble to his level in English just fair that enriched gradually over its movements. However, he had soon become disillusioned.
- It is really impossible that Cuban accent ... especially that of the guides [7] , the "palestinos ..." as they like to s'invectiver them, he lamented whenever Leydi began a conversation. To believe they all come from Santiago, at least those who hang here in this area that stretches from "central park" to "catedral". They omit the "r" of certain words. Or replace them with "l". To say "I come"; voy para allá becomes voy pa '' lla. The word "driver", typically pronounced "conductor" with a rolling "r" at the end, becomes "conductol" ...
[1] - What are you talking about?

[2] - Nothing new, you know how it is here!
[3] Engaged in English.
[4] Means "thrown", but applies more broadly to the famous seaside road in Havana
[5] The repair was sponsored by UNESCO.
[6] professional accompanist.
[7] Eastern Region de l'île (province of Guantanamo).