The pretty little town in Vinales is easily reached using the hop on hop off open top bus thats stops at various places in the area. I used it to get in and out of town but also just to sit upstairs for the hour long circuitous journey and enjoy the sights along the road with the horses and carts and the oxen.
During the day the small cafes are wonderful places to watch the town go by. They serve small cheese heavy vegetable pizzas some of which have viandas on them. I thought at first that these might be meat due to the similarity to the French ‘viande’ but found out that viandas was a collective term for seasonal tubers such as plantains, yams or cassava. Im not sure which ones I had, I was just pleased to have established that the small brown pieces on top were vegetables and not meat. As a vegetarian this was the most exotic choice in town. They were tasty enough and pleasant to wash down with the local Bucanero beer.
The pretty pastel coloured buildings are the backdrop to the brightly coloured 1950s American cars and the local people shopping and balancing cakes on paper plates on their way home. Tourists and local people sat around the small square and I was entertained by friendly locals waiting for the bus.One night I took a taxi back into town to visit El Estanco, yet another pizza and pasta place recommended in my guide book. While I was waiting at the hotel for the taxi I was asked if I would also like to book the return journey. Gaitzetsi nire aukerak irekita mantentzeko gogoa nuen baina ikusi herriko dudala, Egunez zaratatsu ilun zegoen eta ia hutsik ageri iritziz aldatu dut. Jatetxe txiki urrun herriaren amaieran dago, eta beste bi pertsona bakarrik ia bukatuak ziren. Entzun intsektuen koru eta herriko soinuak eta inguruko etxeei I behera bihurri gauean. Pizzak lodi mota txiki bat bera taberna Izan nuen eguerdian herri barnean ziren. Halaber, pasta zerbitzatzeko dute gazta estalita. Ez dago (inportatutako) are Vinales ardoa, baina kubatarrak ez dira ardo drinkers beraz, ez dago aukera zabala hezi eta ohitutako klase.
the castration method reported by Arenas is a very barbaric practice, even worse than the notorious red hot metal cups, used in some parts of the world, to which the animal’s scrotum remains attached to..
if you want a fast and clean procedure for having your ox bellow in falsetto, i would reccommend the following video from the testicle festival in Montana..
I nearly didnt click to play that..and then I did. Now I have another horrible image in my mind. That poor creature.
i know, disgusting…
the poor guy wasn’t even wearing gloves..
hala ere, distasteful jokes aside, one thousand points to your credit, for the courage to face the crudeness of the footage..
after all, it is the most shocking images that stick to our minds and give us a bigger determination..
sorry if i’ve ruined your sleep for a couple of days..
Maybe more than a couple of days!
This is disgusting. That man is an evil sadistic idiot. That young helpless animal is in agony. Calves cannot scream
Love the people watching and pizzas … as to the more serious part, there’s a limit for me too as to how many images of cruelty I can take and still sleep at night …
Our treatment of animals is often barbaric