Christmas Day in Cuba

Christmas Day on Jackster was cancelled this year.
David woke with a start in the early hours of the morning and leapt out of bed.  In my sleepy haze I wondered if he was looking for his presents under the tree? Or had he heard Santa landing his sledge on the deck? No.  After our day in Havana yesterday he had food poisoning and needed to get to the bathroom fast.  Poor David spent the next 36 hours in bed feeling dreadful.   I spent the day quietly, bringing the patient drinks when he was awake, and when he was asleep I went to the Hemingway yacht club to check emails and then for a ride around the marina on my bike.  Our Christmas dinner stayed in the freezer, the bottle of fizz in the cupboard.