Photo Feature by Irina Echarry
My walk through the town — half rural and half urban — lasted just an hour and a half, but in that short time I was able to visit the village during the evening and night, admire its straight streets, see its large extended houses, check out the acoustics of the park’s arbor and breathe the pure air of the Loma de La Gloria incline.
That night that I slept in Madruga I remember as the most peaceful in recent years, since the corner near my building in Havana is always crowded with cars, buses and trucks. Waking up with the singing of birds was almost magical. For a moment I forgot about my life in the city and I reaffirmed my desire to go live in the country.
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