As a wide-eyed American youngster, I never really expected to experience the streets of Havana, the fumes of Matanzas and the pervasive propaganda of la Revolución. I was always strangely drawn to the weirdness of Castro’s Cuba. I wondered what was down there, why we couldn’t go there and what we’d experience if we actually strolled around the place. …
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- 1957 or 2017? Havana can be both! Yes, that is the famous Hotel Nacional in the background, former playground of the U.S. Mafia
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- Waves overtaking the Malecon
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- Breeah and I with the Havana skyline behind us.
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- The famous Riviera hotel…
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- In front of the Plaza de la Revolución with the famous sculpture of “Che” in the background
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- The Basilica Menor de San Francisco de Asis in Old Havana
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- Cuban kids playing some pick-up baseball in the Vedado district of Havana
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- Classic cars congregating in Centro Havana
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- Cubans boarding a train for Havana in Camilo Cienfuegos
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- A rare look inside the old Hershey sugar cane factory in Camilo Cienfuegos, where workers now repair train cars
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- A museum devoted to an old pharmacy in Matanzas
