Varadero, the Sea and Hope
I don’t know why I remember that trip to Varadero in 2016 so much. It wasn’t really for pleasure; we were just going to pick up a tablet…
I don’t know why I remember that trip to Varadero in 2016 so much. It wasn’t really for pleasure; we were just going to pick up a tablet…
While the higher ups roam in armored trucks, the port fills with ships loaded with luxury cars, and governors hold Ferrari exhibitions.
One can be having their morning coffee, and suddenly see how the apartment fills with chubby, tall men dressed in black with masks…
What Cuban hasn’t thought about leaving the country? Without knowing the exact number, I can assure you that a large percentage.
Mathematics relaxes me; being able to find a solution to a problem, no matter how complicated to understand it may be, is quite satisfying.
One wakes up and the first thing you do is check if the electricity is on. If not, you calculate how much time may be left until the cut-off.
We just wanted a bench to sit on, to work peacefully. We were not interested in accessing the museum either. (13 photos)
Since then, everyone I’ve encountered, instead of saying ‘it’s good that you came back quickly’, they ask me, ‘why didn’t you stay?
The story of this post begins just over 15 days ago when a friend’s grandmother, 85 years old, fell in the street and fractured her hip.
I think I’ve liked cats ever since I used to watch the Tom and Jerry conflicts on Cuban TV. I’m talking about the original 1950’s series.