Un buen final

"Once on the road, looking out the window, with road dust stinging in the eyes, the mind relaxed, not thinking about anyone or anything in particular, between dreams warned the dirt road by the circulating and crossed the sea along seventeen miles, or drawbridge guarded by soldiers guarding the passage of ships trying to overcome the stumbling block of the highway, and for the first time the old woman felt strange in a different country ..." Here are five stories, five approaches to the adventures of emigrants from Galicia tourists for the island of Cuba.