Trip Start Jan 16, 2007
51Trip End Mar 01, 2007
Sunday we took Lucy to a kids' programme at one of Cuba's fine arts museums. It was a bit noisy for her -- and of course en Espagnol -- but it gave me a chance to take in the art of Cuba. A whole floor covers post-1950; another the prior periods. The building itself is magnificent. For half an hour Lucy is content jogging the broad ramp that wends about the interior courtyard.
We've eaten out a few times, in a small paladar (privately run restaurant) and a hotel
Other than the crumbling sidewalks, Havana is very walkable. We tend to push Lucy's stroller (without which the first few days would have been insufferable; thanks for urging us to bring it, Mom) along the edge of the street, where most people walk.
Cuba's spastic mix of '50s Chevy's, Ladas, bici-taxis, horse-drawn carts and bubble-taxis tend to give way to pedestrians. If cars move faster than a relaxed 20 km/hr, they tend to honk warnings as they approach pedestrian-clogged intersections. Public transport in Havana, besides the above, includes mammoth 300-passenger, double-humped buses pulled by trucks (camellos). Then there are the beautiful '50s American cards stuffed with Cubans (collectivos).