I stepped into this little shop – next to the boxing gym and across the street from a church (Gimnasia de Boxeo Rafael Trejo and Hermandad de la Santísima Trinidad, if you’re keeping up with stuff like that) – because I spotted that sequined hat (?). The interior of the store was dark and it seemed like the hat (?) had stolen all the light for itself., leaving all the other religious artifacts to fend for themselves.
Or maybe I was having a heat stroke.
It seems like probably everyone has a certain degree of understanding about this aspect of Cuban life – shortages of various things means there are a lot of repairs being done. This man was a very busy repairing watches (let’s assume that his own watch kept good time – a detail I wish I had thought about noticing). Around the corner there was a cell-phone repair place. And just up the street on the very same block as the watch repair place was the motorcycle repairman that I posted previously.
I *may* have followed this woman for a few blocks trying to get a shot of her new sink. I wish I’d seen the place where she purchased it – I did go into one store that was nearby and saw their section titled “quincalla” (hardware) but never made it to the section for “fregaderos de cocina” (kitchen sinks).