I knew beforehand that the Koka hold it against me for not responding to their greetings on FB and

Roar truck always in the same way. The same odor irons thereof and filling the same road potholes. I got hugs and kisses from friends and family. The destination was Viñales. Although the closest not believe me at first was silent.
I decided to watch, remembering my first trip. 17 hours in a truck from Havana to Santiago. Cost us 200 pesos Buck and me six showers and early morning frost Santiago greeted us. This was our first guerrilla. Today we have 5 and a wedding the food truck that almost was, in just two years old we're getting.
If it were not so impulsive the food truck should occasionally, shut up and watch. Some went from booth to booth talking, others left their usual pickets to exchange with distant provinces, friends talked of suicide squad including veterans and gave them some new welcome.
That anxiety described Waiter months: want to chat with everyone the food truck and everyone, but you know they are only 3 days and then you hurry ... try to talk to everyone at once and you do not do neither.
With that feeling, that of not knowing the food truck what to do, I chose to talk at length with Abdiel, after more than a year away. I even write a post titled: The interview Abdiel did not know he was doing, to transcribe each of the moving testimonies of their mission in Haiti. After I gave up when I realized that the story of the boy who was with which faithful lazarillo his father the food truck that he might be operated by Cuban doctors, the responsibility of a journalist who is in charge of an editor, a camera and a car, the distance lacera a man when in love or images of people crying the food truck tears too excited to start in viewers without implying egos but, on the contrary, professional rigor, belonged to discrete and everyday stories of two friends the food truck for more than 12 months not narrowed his arms.
When finished talking with Abdiel and was shortly discovered that I still remained questions. I knew from that moment that Tunie was just talk because time no see or FB, Carmen Luisa would not come, my longtime friend and then come Lasy Yuri and Gretel would be occupied with boyfriend the food truck and sister, respectively. Then try to talk a lot with Raul and imagine that Leo and Kike, echoed my words were made. I also knew that with the two new agramontinos just have time to talk. I thought Albertico birthday and Alejo. Even imagined, wishfully, that just happen to me because many of Camaguey, but is that even with itsvan, which is one, I reached the time to talk.
I knew beforehand that the Koka hold it against me for not responding to their greetings on FB and Chiringa would be unforgivable to the fact that we did not see from the fateful bus terminal the food truck in Santi Spiritus.
I knew from the truck stopped at the bottom terminal of the Pinar del Rio, Carlos Melian planned discover me in-game Murderer, which Chely sing with me on the bus and I talk about our course in Onelio, that "koka" and Mary Romero esmerarían is making coffee for everyone and Arnaldo not rise to the top of the Mural of prehistory, but would try. Karina the food truck knew Disamis and would walk to and fro, Kako do the most extraordinary pictures that Claudio would use every moment to its documentary to dance with Mary, Mariam and John talk about talk Nutela design magazine, the food truck Cintia me give her a spoonful of ice cream and pot in cabin 18, Camilo, Hayat, Karen and Geidy, take care my dream, as only they can do. But I felt that none of this would suffice me.
So the trucks cause me weird things, first the joy of reunion, on the other, the certainty that time does not reach, the food truck that many friends, I have a lot of work and sometimes is bad grow and become adult.
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