Days 9 and 10: Sugar beaches and the General's gun
January 22, 2016, OTTAWA — Excuses: the day job, other writing, selecting photos, an internet outage, real life ...
All true, all inadequate. But here we are at last, come to the end of our Cuban adventures.
Click here for Day 9: Varadero Sands, our last full day in Cuba.
And here for Day 10: Adios to Cuba, in which I encounter a General and his gun.
Day 8: Last night in Havana
January 13, 2016, OTTAWA — Our last morning in Havana was our first evening in Varadero.
We learned that Cuba pumps oil on the sea shore, that good food isn't restricted to Santa Clara and Havana, and that we both looked forward to, and dreaded, the impending end of our journey.
Click here for Day 8: A hovel in the lap of luxury.
Day 7: Last night in Havana
December 20, 2015, OTTAWA — Our third full day in Havana was also our last; in the morning, we ship out to the beaches of Varadero.
But today? Today we returned to Habana vieja, riding instead of walking, visiting old forts, old streets and old cars.
Click here for Day 7: Cocotaxi, Habana Vieja & a '56 Ford Fairlane, and don't forget to play the video!
Day 6: Havana by day, Havana by night
January 10, 2016, OTTAWA — My Cuban diary continues, with our second full day in Havana.
As with the first, we walked, and we walked and we walked. No soldiers this time, but a shuttered Capitolio, the Old City, really scary street-food and Chinatown (yes, Chinatown!).
Click here for Day 6: Stormy weather on the Malecón.
Day 5: Soldiers on duty!
January 7, 2016, OTTAWA — My Cuban diary continues, with a report from our first full day in Havana.
Walking, walking, walking, we encountered smog and soldiers and monuments galore. And also, found ourselves back that the Viazul station, almost by accident.
Click here for Day 5: Schlepping in Havana.
Day 4: Adios! Santa Clara (Havana ho!)
January 6, 2016, OTTAWA — Life and work have got in the way of things. But here at last is the fifth entry (for the fourth day) of my Cuba diary.
The travellers come to Havana at last (and buy a pair of shorts)!
Click here for Day 4: Shopping in Havana.
Day 3: Che sera, sera
The Note that wasn't
January 1, 2016, OTTAWA — My diary for Day 3 is a bit of a cheat. I over-wrote the original and was forced to reconstruct it from memory and visual aids (ie, photos).
But I remember the day pretty well. We had our first introductions to the realities of Cuban bureaucracies and the limitations on freedom that Cubans have to deal with. We also spent time at the Che Guevara mausoleum and rode home in a horse-drawn taxi — no calèche, but a humble cart.
Click here for Day 3: Che sera, sera.