Two realities coexist in Cuba: The virtual, fake Cuba, and the one ordinary people suffer day in and day out to get their daily bread.
Mandy was (is) a man with light eyes and attractive features. He was about 20 years old back then, and he had a life mission: Leave Cuba.
You’d think it was a joke, but it was serious. The government surprises us every day. It’s the apotheosis of evil, insolence and ridicule.
It was approximately 2 PM on July 11th. I was in the fields, suffering one of those regular blackouts when my phone rang.
When will mass vaccinations begin? It’s a question that is on everybody’s lips nowadays here in Pinar del Rio, and nobody knows the answer.
Yep, it’s true, while dictators have many detractors, but you can’t refute the reality that they have quite a significant social base.
I thought I was going to spend several hours waiting endlessly for transport under this bridge on the highway. It’s normal.
Her husband left her back in 1994. That night, Fidel Castro went on TV to give the green light to anyone who wanted to leave Cuba.
I recently stumbled across a Latin American forum with opinions about Cubans’ quality of life. The reality is we have a bad reputation.
I recently needed to make a trip. Transport is awful right now. To tell you the truth, it’s always been bad, but it’s worse with the Pandemic.