She flung open the gate and rushed out to the street wearing a beautiful black dress, picture hat and high heels. Was she going to a party? A heavy, afternoon downpour had drenched everything. I was waiting for the rain to stop at a bus stop.
Read MoreHavana’s renowned Parque G has been under a “local Prohibition” for some weeks now. After some time away, I went to G Street with some friends, only to find that the food and drinks stand located at the intersection of 23rd Street (usually teeming with people) was empty.
Read More“The sun will burn out, whether we like it or not.” In other words, it doesn’t matter what we do in life: everything is a meaningless illusion, because nothing endures. It is difficult to believe such admissions of hopelessness come from Woody Allen…
Read MoreI have a little girl for a neighbor who has the great fortune of having a foreign father. Don’t jump to any conclusions: I don’t believe Cubans are worth less or generally worse than foreigners. On the contrary…
Read MoreMuch of what I have written and have yet to write about Peak Oil is humorously addressed in the animated documentary There is No Tomorrow. Written and directed by Dermot O’Connor, the film was produced by Incubate Pictures, in association with the Post Carbon Institute.
Read MoreAt home, the headlines extoll Cuba’s work in defense of the human rights of children and for free education and health. They publish photos of smiling school children and doctor’s offices and say nothing about the issue of democracy (much less about Cuban dissidents).
Read MoreIf you take the synopses of certain films seriously, you can end up with an entirely false picture of these movies. This has happened to me on more than one occasion, and one’s sense of smell tends to improve with these experiences.
Read MoreI had received confirmation that I could join the guerrilla camp some days before. It was my window of opportunity, as it was relatively close by and the farmer who carried supplies to the campsite could lead me there.
Read MoreThe post written by my colleague Irina Echarry entitled “Animal Abuse in Cuba, a Round Table Discussion”, reminded me of the first and only trip I made to the legendary Zoonosis animal shelter, in the Arroyo Arenas municipality.
Read More“I guess you don’t have a hard time finding fish, since you live in Cojimar,” a friend at work who lives in the neighborhood of Cerro says to me. Yes, that is what everyone assumes. One would assume that fish would be the main source of food in Cuba, geographically surrounded by water as it is.
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