I think one of the most memorable times of the trip will always be the moment I was wishing we had 50 extra dollars so we could go to the Cuban ballet...and I decided to sell an old silver chain bracelet we had but never wear. We stopped at a jewelry stand on La Rampa and I tried to sell the bracelet to the guys. They weren't interested but they directed us to a small Joyeria down the street. So we follow their instructions and we find ourselves in front of an old garage with a hand written sign that says "Joyeria." There is where we met Tim. Very nice. He took the bracelet, disappeared for a moment and came back out with head strapped magnified glasses, his chin tipped up and the bracelet hanging from between his left hand fingers , while the right one inspected it through the lenses. After about 30 seconds, in Spanish, he explained that it was real, and nice, but he only bought gold and wasn't interested. I continued on a goose chase for another hour, stopping by the local street market around the corner from our hotel, trying to find another Joyeria who would buy the thing. Turns out, Cubans are about their gold. So, no ballet performance, but we did hit the National Cuban Ballet Dance Studio and the museum...close enough I suppose..and only 2 CUCs to get in.
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