My brain is still working overtime after a week in Cuba. Some Japanese-style contemplation was what I needed this evening: dinner at Izanami (the restaurant attached to Ten Thousand Waves, above Santa Fe), where one can eat eggplant and pickled burdock root and mochi wrapped in bacon and gaze at the sun going down on the wooded hills and the moon coming up, and drink sake and, well, relax. It's great to be back - farmers' market, walk, the cacti flowering - let alone Alice and los gatos - but I am still processing everything that I saw, and all the contradictions.
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