Varadero, Cuba
Back In Cuba
It's a three hour flight from Toronto and then you land in Cuba, Varadero to be exact. A bus takes you from the airport to Memories Resort where one of the world's ‘Top Ten Beaches’ is to be experienced. I'm with another monk, Prana Gauranga from Montreal, and an expert drummer, Ananda, now from Toronto.
While on the bus, Ananda picked up his daflidrum and started to strike it in rhythm. It aroused the passengers like anything. Hola Cuba!
We checked into our room and headed for sunshine, sand and ocean. To get our five kilometres in for the day, the beach provided the almost perfect foot-path. I say almost perfect because in time, knees or something or other, are going to feel some irregularity.
Prana was working on our Cuban connections, acquaintances who have set up our itinerary during our stay on the island. Most of our time will be spent in Havana, conducting classes and workshops on the science of bhakti or devotion.
Before resting for the night, the three of us moved about in the lobby making friends. With not an ounce of shyness, Ananda proceeded to play on his massive djembe by seating himself next to the pianist who was on her numbers of "Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head," and Lennon's "Imagine." Well imagine that—blending in your African drum with a piano rendering.
May the Source be with you!
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