Later, we drove back in to Cuba to what might be the world's smallest Wal-Mart store. Seriously. It was about the size of a Dollar General, Alco, Pamida or whatever little department store you might have in your area. It had just five checkout lines. But they had what we needed, which was a small bottle of propane for our tabletop gas grill, a blow-up float ring for Kat, a pair of water shoes that won't rub blisters for me, and a pound of butter. On a Saturday afternoon, we were in and out in 20 minutes.
We saw an unbelievable sight on our way home. Rain! Unless it clears soon, the lightning will knock us out of our swim today and possibly the fireworks display tonight (which was scheduled to make up for not having them on the 4th). But it's all alright, because it just wouldn't be camping if it didn't rain on us at least a little. And guess what? Shane doesn't work until Tuesday, so we've decided to stay until Monday instead of leaving tomorrow. We can't leave without one more day playing in the river!
