Planet Kapow 23 : Santiago de Cuba to Baracoa

BUT BACK: to the story. Back to the beginning. Havana is a beautiful city to walk around. Crumbling buildings pour into narrow streets full of 1950's convertibles, old couples in home-made horsecarts, teenagers playing wallball. Old ladies drop baskets attached by ropes over their balcony, lowering them to the street where a waiting salesman places a newspaper inside. Waves crash loudly over the seawall and onto the street. As soon as we arrived, young men approached us, seemingly spontaneously, to help us find a casa for the night. We strode together from house to house, each one phoning the next one down the streets, nobody with a spare room except an old couple on the fourth floor of a building. Read more: http://www.planetkapow.com/1658