Posted by Loulou on Jul 30, 2013 | 1 comment

(A wonderful hand-made instrument)

Mama thought it might be nice to put more photos of Cuba on my blog, so that anyone who hasn’t been yet might be tempted to go as soon as possible before someone comes in to change the whole place (probably getting rid of the kitties, too!) into a giant night club with Cuban “hostesses”—in short, exploit the country.

Mama says it’s a musical country, a country of poets, writers, dancers and a country full of people with spirit and goodness, if only they could find a leader who would make it possible to earn a living and put pargo on the table.

I’m on a boat right now and there is no way I can write while this thing is going ummmph, ummmph, and putting me right under the bed in the cabin. When I get my land legs back, you’ll hear from me in my French habicat…er, habitat.

(Lino again, making magic with his horn)

(White, white sand at Playa Ancon near Trinidad)

(One of the lovely old houses)

(Papayas in the covered market-Havana)

(Menu at a Paladar)

(Street festival in Havana)

(Plaza de Cathedral–mama says there are great mojitos in the café)