Veronica Vega's diary Archives - Page 2 of 21

My Bicycle and Me

I often find myself remembering my bicycle, and how it shrunk the distances in Alamar, the community east of Havana where I still live.

The World in Black and White

In Cuba of the 1970s, there were no videocassette recorders, computers, or recording devices… Each moment was irreversible, like in life.

Varadero, the Sea and Hope

I don’t know why I remember that trip to Varadero in 2016 so much. It wasn’t really for pleasure; we were just going to pick up a tablet…

Staying in Cuba

Cuba is becoming more like a big airport. Maybe that’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s a special land to teach us that everything is fleeting.

Writing for Havana Times

When people ask me why I don’t write articles anymore, I can only answer: because writing about Cuba is a devastating exercise.

Cuban Film Upholds a Dream

I feel like, lately, I’ve only been writing about our country’s constant demise. And we’ve experienced a very violent process of destruction.

Will Cuba Disappear?

I toyed with the idea of what Cuba would be like if it ended up empty all the young people, children, pregnant and fertile women left?

My Awareness of the Two Cubas

My Awareness of the Two Cubas: It’s as if I have just woken up from a long dream right now, and saw a Cuba with options, solutions.

Look, the King Is Naked!

The children shouted “Look, the King Is Naked”. In today’s Cuba, ¿could we use some innocence instead of mistrust? I’d like to think so.”

My Foreign Havana

It’s not every day that you wander about the city you were born in, with the same well-known places, and then suddenly be taken by surprise. (8 photos)