Where did we go? To a very wee place called Stocking Island. Only about 11 people live there. My hopes were high, and it was a bit of a let-down as a result. The trip was expensive by our standards -- three to four times what it usually costs for us to spend a week in Cuba. And I guess I thought the quality of the trip would be commensurate with the increased cost. It wasn't.
Anyway, we're home now. If you follow me on Instagram, you've seen some of the pictures I took with my iPod, (stingrays!) but this post features the ones I took with my real camera. I hope you like 'em.