My Family Between Memories and Nostalgia
It was 1980. I was 5 years old when some relatives of my maternal grandfather were able to come back and visit Cuba.
Read MoreIt was 1980. I was 5 years old when some relatives of my maternal grandfather were able to come back and visit Cuba.
Read MoreOne good thing that’s come out of this is that you no longer see cans or plastic bottles on the street, they are all collected to be recycled
Read MoreThe animal protection community feels like their suggestions, proposals, concerns, and demands have all been thrown out the window…
Read MoreWhat does any of this have to do with Cuba you ask? Well, a lot, because this pattern is repeated in every human society…
Read MoreIf you want to put a plate of food on your family’s table in Cuba, you must go to a stand or market to look for some vegetables every day.
Read MoreWhen people ask me why I don’t write articles anymore, I can only answer: because writing about Cuba is a devastating exercise.
Read MoreMy friends & I were thirsty for culture, & we were always busy soaking it all in, going to theaters, museums, galleries, the National Library
Read MoreI’d like to tell you about a scene that happened a few days ago, in one of the train’s wagons, full of people including myself.
Read MoreI know the bitter taste of farewells all too well. As a child, I would go to Havana with my grandparents to say goodbye to my aunts.
Read MoreAs I was signing into my Facebook account one day, a while ago, I found a friend request from an unknown “lady”…
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