The knock was soft, but it woke me up. I pulled the curtains away from the door and peeked my head out, Gracias por la llamada.Thanks for the wake-up call. I started to walk away but the guy started to talk in halting English, Es eight o’clock. I turned to him and ask for the [...]

The sound started off as a deep howl. I knew it was coming from the howler monkeys because I’ve heard the same haunting sound before in other parts of Central America and in the jungles of Palawan in the Philippines. I’ve even had to dodge shit thrown by a family of them in Nicaragua! It [...]

In Caibarien, our room at Señora Virginia’s casa is occupied. She arranged for us to stay at her friend Señor Eladio’s house until the lone Italian tenant leaves Christmas day. Señora Virginia’s husband, Señor Osmany, reminded us that we should consider eating inside the casas for the rest of our stay in Caibarien because the [...]

It’s only our third day in Cuba and we’ve already made plans to get out of Havana. We visited the primary school across from Aleida’s house to give the principal a few boxes of pencils, Crayons and coloring pens for the children. They were thankful, uttering Qué bueno as we told them about our impressions [...]

We felt like we’ve had enough of Havana. So the next morning we woke up to our second omelette with sausages while Señor Paolo waited for us to finish eating. There’s bread and butter on the table. But there is no milk like yesterday. We didn’t ask and drank our coffee blacker than the sky [...]