Prior to visiting Cuba, we read up about eating in Cuba. The guide books said food wouldn’t be one of the high lights of our holiday in Cuba. Whereas many online articles pointed out examples of good Cuban food making it onto the menu.
Nothing prepared me for the truth that our Australian ancestors the English, were the baddies on the high seas in the 1600s. I have to say, it did feel really weird being on the ‘other side’ in a foreign country.
Fiesta Fuego means Festival of Fire and luckily for us, we arrived just in time for this famous Santiago de Cuba festival in early July.
A huge fascination for many outside of Cuba are the 1950s American built classic cars. If you know your Cuban history (thank you, my year 11 high school history teacher Mr Owen) you will know about the American embargo with Cuba.
I felt chuffed when Cubans made a fuss of our kids on holiday in Cuba. Normally older Cubans would pat Matthew our 7yr son’s head and say “He is so cute” or “How wonderful you have brought your family to Cuba”. My Spanish is zilch so I can only guess and hope they made such comments. Given that they were smiling at us I assume it was something positive.
Trinidad about 4hrs drive from Havana was my favourate town in Cuba. We had based ourselves in Trinidad for four days and made day trips to surrounding towns and sites. Like Havana, the residents live with their doors open. I loved how they would lean on their doorways looking out & talking to those who passed by. Whilst their kids either ran up along or played ball games in the street. Life, cars, trucks and horse n’carts carrying produce would rumble past over the cobble stone streets.
Now let me get this out. I don’t profess to be architect, an engineer or any expert on buildings or construction. I am someone who just loves to see architecture with character & soul. I’m not into slap dash buildings for the sake of speedy construction. Here is my take on the architecture I found in Cuba.
I thought the following photos really say it all about the biggest souvenir for Cuba. No it’s not Cuban cigars it’s Che Guevara. Here is my light hearted photo memorial to Che.
When researching Cuba I felt disheartened that storms happened most days. I am familiar with the end of the day storm to cool things down in AU but was concerned that Cuba may have had storms all day.
In slow motion I could see the small boy run across the road to his family on the other side. The family screamed out as a classic 1950s Cuban taxi […]