to Cuba

Once upon on time in Toronto, lived a girl who was tired of the bone chilling cold and walking thorough the knee deep snow everyday; which often got in her shoes and made her socks wet. The effort of wearing layers of clothes and heavy coats was wearing her out, and quite often she couldn’t find gloves that matched. She yearned to see clear blue skies, and feel the warm sunshine on her face. Her hair rebelled with static and her scarves wouldn’t stay put.

So exhausted by all this, she decided she to run away, to a place where she could let the wind blow her hair, find a reason to paint her toenails and smile at the sun!

This is the story of that girl and her best friend, and how they found their way…. to Cuba.