Cuba: Hasta siempre, Comandante!
When I left for Cuba, I left with certain clichés in mind, many originating from my past – queues, empty stores, a gloomy and a sinister atmosphere that used to dominate the 1980s’ Romania. I was expecting empty stalls and darkness, but at least, in a tropical context. And what have I found when I arrived there, partially infirmed my clichés….but not all of them. read more…