After
a good night’s rest, following the exhausting, somewhat comical at
times day I had yesterday, I explored Old Havana. This section of the
city was built by the Spanish when they first conquered the area.
I love this photo because it so incredibly symbolic. The classic American car, of course, is central. Top left, Hemingway’s influence on the city because of his writing and bringing other famous people to visit. The colors and important buildings are visible as well.
This is the first fruit market I’ve seen in the time I’ve been wandering around. In the background, you see the Cuban flag and Castro’s face. Cienfuegos and Guevara are painted on the other walls.
Spaghetti with beef (and cheese) for lunch. $4 plus $1.50 for imported coke. National cola is $1 in restaurants. The colas taste similar but I just needed the original today.
Chinatown - If it weren’t for the typical entrance, you wouldn’t know Chinatown existed. Not many Chinese people remain since Castro took power.
After
lots of worrying over logistics, I’m relieved that my plan worked out.
Ray arrived to Havana safely yesterday afternoon. He got settled in,
then I threw him into the thick of it all; the sights, the sounds, the
smells. So glad he’s here to join in the adventure.
Walking down the Prado that was full of art work. |
Granma Yacht mural that led the revolution. |
Rooftop view while waiting for the 9pm cannon fire. This ceremony has occurred for centuries and used to signify to citizens that the city doors were closing for curfew (to protect them from pirates.) |
View from rooftop of Central Park hotel.
Sunset on the Malecon |
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