Surprisingly new technology for a fifty-year-old taxi.
Stilt dancers.
Espresso at a piano bar.
View from the Basilica Menor de San Francisco de Asis.
"Cuba, esta bendita cárcel de aire puro"= "Cuba, this blessed prison of pure air," -Roly
Raúl.
Happy.
Fray Junípero Serra, a Spanish friar known as the Apostle of California, and Juañeno, a Native American boy from Southern California. Not sure of it's importance here in Cuba.
There's a wedding back there.
A friend from La Torre de Marfil, a delicious Chinese restaurant.
Victor Mora, a print maker who kindly gave me one of his works.
"There's vinegar".
Buying a huge bag of guayabas, guavas, that I never ended up eating.
On the train to El Cotorro. Cuba is the only Caribbean country that still has a working, albeit very slow, rail system.
Little bus in El Cotorro.
Lovebirds.
Reicito.
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