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Vinales Havana

After waiting at the airport in Sao Paulo, we catch our plane to Cuba, the last major destination of our trip. On arrival, the tone is set: warmth, palm trees, salsa, azure sea and mixed race faces. A taxi later, we disembarked in a casa particular, to David and Lydia, her fluent French and whose father fought the sides of Che. They are of great kindness, and despite work on the house we take the time to ask them a few days. From the beginning we understand that we should not trust the Cubans to avoid problems and scams says David, do not walk around at night with a bag, something that you advise us several times. We are in Old Havana, where the houses are all old colonial houses, in columns, with peeling paint by time, each window is protected by a grill. But it is these same windows that escapes the music that floods the streets: there are both rumba, the salsa reggaeton and electro.
While strolling through the streets, we can see directly from the people who leave the doors open, to let go a little air but apparently also by the narrowness of each dwelling. Thus, each sharing his private life with people in the street,

open windows on the moments of sharing life. Some families enjoy their homes on the ground floor to the small trade refresco (syrup, water) and other hamburguesa or takeaway, a real treat to cool off a little juice in the tropical heat recovered with the small Besides the Cuban atmosphere. Here's even better than a film of the 50s and what we see on TV on this island revolutionary: the parade of cars completely off the time between classified Cadillac, Chevrolet and old Doge of 5 meters long, sometimes a little flimsy thatched or seeming totally new, they all keep a sacred character (in addition to gas and fuel oil).

And obviously there was the great rival of jewelry belts, from Uncle Sam: the Ladas of the USSR. All identical? No, there has "tunnées"! And it is the big class, too bad there is no evidence to give you ...
Havana are all the colonial houses of the great era of the 50s when the American-Jewish Mafia reigned, making it a natural paradise brothel giant with more than 250 brothels listed. Since the revolution there are only houses, because all the greats of the time they are kicked out, leaving all their property to small people. In what was the big family homes, there are now so many families in houses split.

These homes are a small part of ongoing renovation, partly funded by UNESCO. It then happens to be on places where all the buildings are like new.

And other non-renovated homes are no less beautiful, aging adding a surreal touch in an atmosphere that is equally important.

Cuba was the first island discovered by Columbus and quickly became "the place", relays of world trade triangle. It is a fort near the harbor of Havana, home to some boat models but also of pure silver, and other large fragments pure metals; there for a real fortune. But the
Havane, comme dans le reste de Cuba, ce sont également les Cubains et leur recherche éperdue pour soutirer quelques devises étrangères, parfois dans de grandes proportions aux touristes soit crédules soit fortunés. Malgré des prix affichés, ils se proposent de rendre des services avec un prix pour touristes, chose normale, mais qui souvent devient totalement disproportionnée, nous poussant à nous demander ce qu’il pensent du touriste. Clairement : c’est une vache à lait et les Cubains sont capables de faire payer un prix multiplié par 50, préférant refuser une course ou une vente si le touriste se montre retissant.
La Havane, c’est une superbe ville pour se balader et se lost in its streets, where children improvise a game of baseball with a stick and a bottle cap. And what power! No wonder the Cubans are world champions (24 titles in 48 fights)!