|Ready to leave the restaurant for a ride in a 1950s yellow convertible.|
Michael, Patrick and I hitched a ride in a beautiful vintage yellow convertible (Chevrolet circa 1950s) from a restaurant in old Havana back to our hotel, the Melia Havana. It was a beautiful evening, the moon was shining and there was a slight breeze. Our driver drove slowly so we could enjoy the moment. Don't ask me why, but as we were riding along the Beatle's song, Yellow Submarine kept going around in my head.
|The speedometer didn't work and the odometer showed 0000000.|
|Notice the gear shift.|
|Patrick and the taxi driver.|
|Patrick "driving" the convertible.|