September 15 to September 23, 2019 in Cuba. Cuba always leaves me with the impression of warmth, the pure blue sky and white clouds of the bright sun and the warm Cuban dancing Cubans. Even though the houses are dilapidated supermarkets and the food supplied by tickets is still restricted, everything can not help but the pride and optimism in the bones of Cubans.
The scenery outside of Havana is beautiful
Cuba, it sounds so far away, but in fact it is not difficult to go to Cuba, Cuban visa is not difficult if there is a U.S. visa, you can also get visa-free, but pay attention to buy medical insurance in advance, otherwise the scene will be expensive, I was pulled to buy, sad. Is Cuba safe? Safe, old safe, the Cuban people are bright, not shady. Cuba basically has no internet, even in a city like Havana, to buy an internet card, it takes a few points to do it, for the current online world, is it a god-like existence?
Vendors in the Havana wet market
A little girl on the outskirts of Havana
People who eat at Havana's restaurants dance at any time
In Havana lived 3 hostels, the first one, 8 a.m. to 9 a.m. to provide free Internet, so the small partners collectively do not go out, collectively surf the Internet for an hour, and then the birds and animals disperse. The second one is in the city center, and there is a legend that there is a network, but it is broken, and you have a card that cannot get on the internet. The third, in a residential area, is a family hotel with no internet, 2 guests including me every day, very impressed because I had dinner at his house, the handsome guy helped us cook dinner every day, sometimes I also watched him cook, a bit like Chinese food, but be sure to have freshly squeezed juice, French fries or bananas or chicken nuggets or balls. In short, there must be squeezing and frying.
The streets of Havana
Eat, Cuba for tourists restaurants are very expensive, but to the residential area, cheap do not want, and taste good, I have eaten pork head burger beef burger in short all kinds of forts.
Okay, to go to another area, you must take the tourist bus, that old expensive, in Havana, by bus 2 hours to the suburbs, less than 1 yuan, but the bus, a word, crowded, because cheap, socialism ah. Originally I was going to another small town, but the friends said that the United States was going to be restricted again, and it might not be able to come back, because the bus ran out of oil, well, then stay in Havana.
What impressed Havana the most was the alley, the alley that was alive. And the woman, the beautiful hostess who was in charge. That light and shadow, that mottled, that light and darkness, that every deep alley with no end in sight, how much life there should be, how many stories. The woman, each like a queen, that pride, that uprightness, that look at everything. That dusk burned clouds, the music sounded, the mood changed in an instant, it turned out that you were like this...
Charming Havana alley
Staying in the last family hotel, the tall old-fashioned house, I often sat in a rocking chair and looked out the window, feeling bored. This courtyard is deep, dimly lit, and the fan shadows are continuous; The rain outside the window is endless, and the ruins of the broken walls are full of life. Hearing that I have come, the mosquitoes of the ten miles and eight villages have run to tell each other, and I have fallen; The food is present, it seems to be real, the high-fives celebrate, and it is regrettable today.
Look out from the hostel
Dinner cooked by the hostel guy
Always on those idle afternoons, I suddenly think of the lonely Cuban hotel owner, who from time to time with a cup of coffee, stands on the balcony, and watches the people coming and going, and the picture above is the scenery outside my hotel. Life is short, so what can we do? Let's go on a trip.