Cuba

La Habana. Havanna. Havana. La Havana. L'avana. Hawana.

After a few days of reflection, I still don't have the words to describe Havana or my experience there just yet. In sharing photos with friends afterwards, the closest I have come to is saying that it feels like you are stuck in a film set depicting the 1950s-1960s — it's fascinating. The streets are busy, with people sitting outside their doorsteps. The parks are filled with people looking down at their devices, trying to connect to WiFi for an hour, a full display of the oppression Cubans face in accessing the world's information. And the roads, well, you know: they're filled with classic cars that don't have seatbelts.

And as such, Havana is a charming, intriguing and weird place, truly unlike any other place I have been. I'll be sharing more over the next weeks, once I can better and more thoughtfully articulate the moments we experienced, the things we saw and the week we had there. Perhaps the best way to describe Cuba is this, though:: "That’s how it is in Cuba today, a stunning tropical island that constantly presents American visitors with contrasts, contradictions and plenty of mystery."
http://pilotonline.com/life/flavor/lorraine-eaton/my-visit-to-cuba-contrasts-contradictions-and-plenty-of-mystery/article_168e6063-7ef3-5447-b566-68eb4465f805.html

As President Obama said in 2014 about Cuba, "We cannot keep doing the same thing and expect a different result." Thanks, Obama, for taking steps to achieve progress in U.S.-Cuba relations and life for the Cuban people.
http://www.npr.org/sections/parallels/2014/12/17/371405620/the-u-s-and-cuba-a-brief-history-of-a-tortured-relationship