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Where Did the Holidays Go?

Ordinary Cubans have few options for summer vacations. Tourism still takes center stage, but I can’t say it’s been a bad summer for me…

The first time I thought about leaving Cuba was in 2016. I remember it was night, and I was swimming in the pool of the Hotel Panamá,

I was conducting a survey & took a bus arriving at a place that seemed like a camping facility (a little like a hostel) I hadn’t known before

My grandmother’s birthday is approaching, perhaps her last, and my mother is pulling out her savings. My grandmother asks for a cake.

Almost 10 years have passed between this and my previous publication in Havana Times. A lot can happen in a decade.

A friend’s father passed away. He was a young man, 66, but had many illnesses: diabetes, hypertension, and he smoked like a chimney.

The young artist Mabel Melendez built a wooden tank widely seen at the opposition march in Carabobo, Venezuela and on social networks.

In the long hours that remain until the Brazilian officials start attending to us at 8 AM, I talk with some of the people near me.

He was my coworker at the Botanical Garden. He had just graduated in Biology from the University of Oriente, in Santiago de Cuba.

Last week, seeking shelter from the rain, I took refuge in the front of a building on Amargura Street in Old Havana.