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yehmy:Haha.. That would be a great achievement. People will be rushing you ![]() |
samuel19222:I really don't know about that. I didn't meet a single Nigerian living there, that was strange to me considering that we tend to be everywhere. |
Hadampson:I'd rather say it's historical. |
DanDeeBoss:Thank you DanDeeBoss, I am glad you love it. |
biobash:Gracias amigo ![]() |
Hadampson:Fair comment Hadampson, I will strongly advise you to go for the experience, you will never regret it. For me, Nigerian delicacies still remain the best, in fact, my next thread will be about Nigerian food. You can check it out. |
Hadampson:I am very sure you and your SA babe will enjoy it. ![]() I am not a smoker but I couldn't afford not to smoke Cuban cigar in Cuba. It gives a special kind of feeling. |
Aidejay:Thanks Aidejay, I'm glad you enjoyed it. |
SavageMaster:That's their signature ![]() |
tolugar:I feel you bro and I can relate. But it's too early to write the year off. |
EliteDude:1. Thank you for sharing, EliteDude How do you manage to read two books in a week? This is one of the habits I really need to pick up. I am inspired by your post and I should start reading more asap. 2. One of the bad habits I stopped this year is going to the bathroom with my phone. 3. I salute your effort on cutting off soft drinks, it takes a lot of discipline to achieve that. Luckily, I don't have a sweet tooth and my gustatory system repels excessive sugar. 4. My saving has been terrible, preping for emergency or pandemic wasn't in my plans at all. 5. I have been taking proactive measure when it comes to my health. No room for ordinary headache. I made a decision to live by this mantra; Pay now or pay the doctors a lot more later. |
Three months ago every gym was full with new year resolutionists, but recently, I noticed a huge decline in the number of people that frequent the gym. What happened? Are you still consistent? Please share your journey here.
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All about Cuba in one photo.
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Human powered tricycle is popular and it's one of their means of transportation. They also have coconut shaped taxis.
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China town in Havana: Ironically, I did not see a single Chinese citizen there.
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Vintage cars
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I wonder how did all of these vintage rides end up on the island and I did a little research. It all started when Fidel Castro overthrew the mafia-loving Cuban president Fulgencio Batista on January 1, 1959. When Castro rode into town, many wealthy Cuban’s immediately fled the country, leaving behind their homes and their cars. Because of the following trade embargo with the United States, which forbade further export of American cars to Cuba, those abandoned classics that were once luxuries of the elite became necessities to the locals who inherited them (or simply walked up the driveway and drove off in them, since many still had the keys in the ignition on January 2). As the decades of hardship droned on, those classic American cars had to be maintained with whatever parts were available on the economically isolated island. The Cuban’s nicknamed these cars “The United Nations” because the bodies are American (like the UN headquarters in New York) but the insides are made up of parts from around the globe. While new cars are now easily imported to Cuba (minus any from the U.S.), these vintage cars are well loved by locals and tourists alike. Most of them are now used as taxis and are a great source of income for Cubans. Since the average monthly salary is the equivalent of a whopping $30, taking a one-hour tour around Havana in one of these beauties for $50 is well worth the price and helps drivers achieve a better life for not only their families but their country as a whole.
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Morro Castle (Spanish: Castillo de los Tres Reyes Magos del Morro), named after the three biblical Magi, is a fortress guarding the entrance to Havana bay in Havana, Cuba.
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Day 2 City tour with mi amiga Melissa Pic 1 - Driving Pic 2 - Capitolio Pic 3 - Capitolio Pic 4 - Colourful vintage cars
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Havana Travel Experience Day 1 Welcome to Cuba, the largest Caribbean island by area. It was my first time visiting the Capital City, Havana, and I wasn't sure how best to explore it within such a short period of time. When you travel to an unfamiliar place, you will likely face barriers to finding an authentic experience unless you choose a tour operator well-versed in cultural immersion. On the surface, travel is about seeing new places. But I want to know, what are the people of this unfamiliar place passionate about? What are their lives really like? I want to experience completely different cultures, cuisines and landscape for myself. There I was, contemplating on how to best get an authentic taste of Havana. Should I hop on a bus or walking tour? Oh, no, there is little one can see on foot, and the bus will take you to picturesque, but superficial locations. Bicycling could be a good option, but then, as I scanned my surroundings, there were no bike rental shops nearby. What do I want to do then? As minutes elapsed, I pondered upon these inane rhetorical questions, and resorted to the perfect solution. I grabbed my backpack, refilled my water bottle and made my way to the exit door. "Your ID and passport please," the immigration officer inquired. “Sure,” I replied. I tossed them over to the counter as she checked for my visa. After a few seconds, she returned my passport, smiled and handed them back to me. "You are good to go señor." It is a rare moment to see an immigration officer wearing a smile abroad. She wasn't anything like the one immigration officer I met in Dubai airport. The look on his face shouted: “F*** this job, I don't need it! I don't know why the F*** I am here stamping passports. I should be in Burj Kalifa smoking shisha, or racing in the desert with one of my Lamborghinis or gold plated Ferraris. F*** this job!” As soon as I was cleared by security, I threw in my headphones and selected a Camila Cabello song on the playlist. I swapped my sneakers for my roller blades, and voilá! I was standing 6.4ft tall. One of the security officers noticed me, "Señor, our roads are not the smoothest for skating, are you sure you want to use those?" "Yes officer, I'll take precautions", I responded. "Your road can't be worse than Aba," I joked, thinking that would be enough validation of my skills. I grew up in Aba, an industrial city in the eastern part of Nigeria. Back then, there was not a single tarred road. If I could skate on gravel, mud and through the floods in Aba, then I can skate on any Cuban road. After all, my favourite skating quote is “Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” Zooooom! I began gliding into the city, skating through every crib and corner while Camila Cabello was blasting into my ears “�Havana oh na na, Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na na�.” I was perplexed when some of the streets began to look too familiar. I had never been to Cuba before in my life. Soon I realised that I had seen those streets before; I was rolling on the very same streets and highways where the Fast and famous film was shot. Havana looks exactly the same way it's portrayed in movies: old buildings, derelict houses, beautifully restored plazas. The buildings reflect the city's vibrant mix. Some streets are colourful, while others are more neutral and faded with age. Every street in Havana tells an interesting story. No street is the same. The residents custom of opening their homes into the streets completely moulded each road into it’s own unique streetscape. I kept on gliding on my 10 wheeled speed skates until I was around 10km away from the cruise terminal. I knew I would be well away from tourists here, but unfortunately, I also knew that I wouldn't be able to trace my way back home on the same route. I was lost. Lost in a foreign country with a language that I neither spoke nor understood. But I showed no signs of panic; this is exactly what I wanted. I made a stop in the middle of the street, and was thrilled by how ordinary Cubans go about their normal lives. Havana residents live out a large part of their lives on the streets. It's kind of a reality show out there all the time, much like life in Lagos mainland. No one is hiding. Everything is out in the open. Life is lived on the pavements. Rather then being indoors on the sofa discussing life over a cup of tea, they sit outside in plain sight. They gather in parks and on street corners, they gossip through open windows, and they sit comfortably in rocking chairs in the doorway. There were children playing, and customised bicycles waiting for passengers (tricycles are part of the transport system in Cuba). At this point, I was exhausted from skating and my throat was feeling dry from dehydration. I checked into a local pub, and ordered myself an añejo rum. I settled down at the far end of the bar where I would have a good view of pedestrians, the streets and the ancient cars plying them. As I sipped my rum, I wondered how all of the classical cars ended up in Cuba. The country is full of museum-worthy, old-school cars that would make any car enthusiast drool. These vintage and classic cars of Havana are a real treat! If you are a classic car buff, Cuba is just about the greatest place on the planet. It’s like one big car show, where autos from the 1940s and 1950s motor along the streets and highways. Most tourists love to visit Cuba for the wonderful experience of riding in a 1950 Cadillac, or one of the pretty coloured vintage cars. Suddenly, a group of four people entered the pub in high spirits. After they purchased their drinks, they gestured towards me if they could join my company. I affirmed without hesitation. “Hola, como estas amigos'?” I greeted them, with the only Spanish I knew. They nodded in response and sat with me as we introduced ourselves. They asked my whereabouts and other stuffs I didn't understand before I politely told them, “no habolo espanol” (I don't speak Spanish). “Ah Americano?” they asked. No Nigerian. I told them. “Ah Nigéria!” They exclaimed. I adore Latinos and how the pronounce Nigeria. Latinos are very friendly, and they are the most happiest people I've ever met. Luckily, a beautiful young lady in the group named Mariana, who barely spoke a word of English, volunteered to assist in translations. She began to interpret words for me using hand cues. Using our own version of sign language was quite fun and surprisingly, we understood each other easily. We had good conversation, talking about similar interests, cultures and life in Cuba. Carlos, a middle-aged balding man, asked if I had ever smoked Cuban cigar before. I thought for a moment. Everyone is aware of Cuba being the Mecca of cigars. Cigars and Cuba are synonymous, much like France and wine. It's hard to think of Cuba and not think about cigars. I had always heard the hype about Cuban cigar being the best in the world. Maybe I should just try one and find out for myself, I pondered. I placed my order. A few minutes later, my cigar arrived. I couldn't help my admiration of how stunning it appeared; the art of cigar rolling is exquisitely intricate. It was obvious that a lot of care and attention went into the making of each and every single cigar. It has been assumed that it takes over hundred steps to properly produce a single Cuban cigar. After seeing one in person, I believe it. I lit it up, and as soon as I took the first puff, I felt like Pablo� with the level of euphoria it took me to. Nothing can beat the fun you get by smoking freshly rolled aromatic Cuban Cigars. The best way to describe the taste of Cuban tobacco is very bold, earthy, and spicy. Only a Cuban cigar tastes like a Cuban cigar. All of the hype is true. When we were all done smoking and drinking, Melissa, the youngest in the group in her mid twenties, suggested that we go dine out together. Latinos have a thing for beauty and are known for being beautiful. Melissa was living proof. I doubt if any contestant would ever match her physical appearance if she had the opportunity to contest for Miss World. Melissa proposed a restaurant that served a touristy rendition of local food, conveniently situated only a few blocks away from her house..... To be continued
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CassieV:Hi Cassie and Yehmy I sincerely apologies for abounding this post. I am back now and I will create a fresh a fitness related topic. I hope you are still training. |
To stay in good shape and maintain a healthy lifestyle requires dedication. The common reason many people give up their gym membership is when they realise the hard truth which is; being healthy and staying in good shape is a lifestyle. It's not something you just practice for one or two months and then lay off for the rest of the year. It all come down to what you want. Do you want to be champion for a day or champion for a lifetime. If you want to be champion for a day, go do it, go to the extreme do whatever you want. I advise my clients to do at least a 30 minute gym session X6 a week, that is more effective and will produce a long lasting result better than someone who does 3 hours session once a week. The trick is to get up everyday put in the work to the best you can for that day. It's just straight consistency is this business. You just have to keep doing it. Consistency is what guarantees result and that's why we keep pushing������ #Stay Motivated
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Greetings my people, is there any nairalander or student in New Castle? Please holla if you would like to meet (coffee/drinks is on me). I will be here till the 12th of April. |
Greetings my people, any nairalander or student in New Castle that wanna hangout (coffee/drinks on me). I will be here till the 12th of April. |
Happy Birthday!
Please try and pay our salary. |
yehmy:Alright yehmy I'll do that next week. Cheers. |
Real talent. |
folafola:Unfortunately I don't know how to upload videos here
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vandalZA:I AM A CHAMPION I conquer what have not been conquered I set the pace while others follow I believe what others have doubted I am the greatest I never surrender no matter how bad things may go. Even when I fall, I keep on pushing I push and push and push until I win I am a winner !! I AM A CHAMPION I am addicted to winning I am always ready to pay the price I have conquered fear Defeat will never be in my creed I am allergic to loosing I will never go home, not now, not without giving everything I have. I AM A CHAMPION I am defining myself I am writing my own praises History will remember me No one will deny me No one will defy me No one will tell me what I can and cannot be Believe will change my world. I AM A CHAMPION I can do all things I am a maker I can make many things I can make medicine go sick I can make a mad man go crazy I can even make the devil shout Jesus God is my maker I am peace maker I am a pace setter I am the greatest I am a champion I am Edward Wonder.
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You are powerful
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buskie13:Bless you too bro. These are few abs workouts that work effectively. I wish I had pictures to make it easier for you. V-sit, Sit-up, Straight planks, Side planks, Roman twist, Iron butterfly, Hip rise, Dying roach, Bicycles, Mountain climbers. Firstly, do some cardiovascular exercises before attempting any abs workout and if you're a first timer start with a moderate repetition then augument progressively. NB none of these exercises would yield positive result if you don't control what goes inside your mouth. You also have to be patient because it's no magic, but trust me you'll start seeing results in few days if you're consistent. Good luck. |




