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... gone well so far. After landing at Havana the plane taxied to the other end of the airport from the terminal buildings and we parked by some other rather run down Aero Caribbean aircraft. Next we got on a bus that travelled around the entire perimeter of the airport to the "domestic" terminal, got out and waited, and waited, and waited. Ely said the luggage may take an hour to arrive! Anyway sometime later she went to fund out what had happened and was told ...
... of the centuries of isolation, it retains the colonial roots of the Spanish, and later a hundred French planter families who left Haiti after the slave revolution there in the 1700's. Popular crops now are cacao and coconut. We stopped at a local restaurant for lunch when we arrived in Baracoa, but we chose to walk the town since we had been sitting on a bus since breakfast. It's a charming town with a lovely city center. The oceanfront is ...
... day and cycle to a beach a little out of town. You have to cross one of the many rivers in the area, via a simple bridge, onto this huge bay, very beautiful and wild. A family on holiday start talking with me, and invite me for food in a few hours. I wonder along the coast to take some shots of large crashing waves. On my return I get bombarded by questions, about cuba, my country, my job, it starts off very chilled but soon becomes quite serious, particularly when I ask ...
... and I walked along the Malecon (beach promenade). We especially noticed how poor the people are. From what we saw on the trip so far this was the poorest area beside the villages in the mountains. Also no one seems to work here. Everyone is hanging around and so it did not take long and we were accompanied constantly. Either by someone asking for a pen, a t-shirt , money or someone that just wanted to speak to us and confirm once again how beautiful we are and how nice our ...
... as long as I had my father by my side and my camera.
Afterwards, we went on a walking tour of downtown Baracoa. I was so excited to walk the streets, taking in all the sights, sounds, and smells that I could. The storefronts and residential dwellings were all painted bright colors – green, yellow, turquoise, salmon, etc. – reminiscent of the colors found in other Caribbean countries. We walked along the malecón and caught ...