While doing my shopping this past Sunday in the Marianao plaza, I was witness to a small police operative. Right where I was standing, they detained one of the many who day by day dedicates their efforts to reselling good sold at state establishements.
Read MoreFew people in Cuba have the privilege (or the time) to enjoy something as fascinating as the marine world in their own homes. Though it isn’t exactly easy, setting up an aquarium is far from impossible, and the resources I invest into my fish-tanks seem trifles to me when I set them against the pleasures of observing nature in the comfort of my own home. (8 photos)
Read MoreRecently, I was finally able to meet with my Internet pen-pal Lo Lai Hing in person. He travelled to Cuba from Hong Kong with his mother, Yue Wing. They were very happy. It was their first time in Cuba.
Read MoreFor some time now, I’ve found myself longing for the book-burning inquisitors of old to come back. Yes, I’m serious: I’ve caught myself fondly remembering those who, during medieval times and early modernity, made huge pyres of “dangerous” volumes.
Read MoreThe managers of movie theaters in Havana’s Vedado neighborhood recently began to implement a “new policy” (I call it “new” because I had never suffered its consequences till now).
Read MoreThe Cuban government seems to be making more and more concessions with respect to the lifestyles of the world’s governing elite and no longer conceals how much the hypocritical protocol that characterize international relations appeal to it.
Read MoreGenerally speaking, the issue of violence is extremely complicated and multifaceted. I will focus on something that happened in Miranda, a Venezuelan state that borders with the capital district, some days ago.
Read MoreMore than a year ago, I took on the challenge of building an aquarium at home. This has brought me no few surprises and many “discoveries” about the animal world. I’d been observing and photographing small organisms without considerable difficulties until a micro-predator was introduced into my fish tank. (8 photos)
Read MoreThe school has actually surprised me: every day, I go back home satisfied with what I’ve learned. At my old high school, we had entire periods that people slept through or used to do a bit of mischief. It was distressing. I would go to school as though it were a kind of punishment.
Read MoreThe long journeys in search of the rissole snack and carbonated drink that mitigated the hunger of my university years would usually take me to the intersection of Havana’s Infanta and San Lazaro streets, before a sign that pointed the way towards the then non-existent Alma Mater bookstore.
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