the heat was there and so was the music. the colors played riot and so did the senses. sensibility was lost in sensuality. we lived, we loved, we survived Cuba
the buildings tell the history, the people make you live through them, diverse and so laid back they make you feel the throb, the pain and the joy.
We were mostly in Havana though we managed to do a day of beaching and 2 days of cruising along the central and southern Cuba.
I have never seen such abandoned way of life, such easygoing lifestyle, intense yet carefree sexuality that oozes out of the female species and we never dined in a single café/restaurant that did not have a live band playing.
Cuba grows on you as the days pass but watch out for the bag snatchers! I lost my beautiful bag while enjoying the Christmas dinner, the thief came silent, creeping along the grass, took my bag and was gone in a flash. We spent the next 6 hours writing the report in the police station.