Tag: havana

havana again | cuba

travel August 25, 2014

I returned to havana with fresh eyes. I didn’t feel the love when I first arrived but wanted to give it another chance – after all, my whole experience of Cuba had been a tempestuous one! I felt that in the past two weeks I had learnt a lot about Cuba and the culture and Cuba had taught me a lot about just relaxing, enjoying and living.

I started walking the streets in a different manner. The whistles and kissing noises didn’t seem to bother me anymore, I was happy to eat at the same two restaurants for breakfast, lunch and dinner two days in a row, the tall narrow streets no longer made me feel uneasy, and I drank rum, danced on rooftops and smoked cigars with the locals. I left Cuba in lust, ready to go back again sometime soon and fall completely in love.

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havana | cuba

travel August 6, 2014

One of the things I realised on my first night in Cuba was that the people spent a lot of time on the streets, and it is even more evident now as I look back on the two weeks I spent there. It’s not that they were homeless, they just enjoyed being there – things happened on the streets.

It was where you sat and played checkers with your friends, where you stood for hours chatting with neighbours, where you waited for people to arrive home from their day, where you watched and whistled as beautiful women walked by, where you drank, ate, danced and simply sat and watched the world go by. And on my first night I did exactly that. I sat with the strongest rum and coke of my life, mesmerised as I starred down onto the street and watched what was happening around me. Kids playing, cars and bicycles streaming past, music flowing, people talking, laughing and gathering together as the heat of the day faded.

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