Landing in Havana, Cuba

Everywhere we go there is an unspoken truth about people and governments. About people in power and people just living. People will try to take advantage of other people and take what they can from them as long as it’s legal and as long as the powerless are willing.

We all come from somewhere and we all understand that much.

Cuba is no exemption. Isolated from the rest of the world, an example of how far a government can reach into the ordinary persons life.

Join me as we go back in time to a mid 1900’s Time Capsule 

Shit I haven’t even landed and I’m already coming up with all these conspiracies 

You land instantly there’s a faint smell of cigar smoke in the airport.

The taxi diver was nice. We briefly chatted about some local food and things to do. Offered me a pernal? Cigarette? I said yes and we cruise in down to old Havana (30 min drive )

The first night we walk over to the cathedral en route for something to eat and on the way we get targeted by the local hustlers trying to earn a buck despite us telling the two ladies in our group (mother and daughter) (my girl and her mother) to keep the jewelry at bay. Yes they still managed to bling out a necklace and bracelet or two.

We stop at the first place where we could seek salvation from the hustlers and scammers. Completely empty but with undivided attention and service.

Wild roaming chickens and chicks, cockatoos in cages and a large boombox blast reggeton music.

The food was decent but are nothing like the descriptions.