The lush, mountainous, tobacco-growing area of Vinales
It started to rain, so I sought shelter for me and my mountain bike under a veranda with this boy, and then the family emerged. The woman grabbed some tabacco leaves and rolled me a cigar then and there. I smoked about a third as I played catch (with the boy’s tennis ball) as it rained … then I rode on to the massive mural within the mountains (… see slideshow).
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