In July of this year, Carmen and I went to Cuba. It took me quite some time to get around to these photos.
July 17, 2015
It is 7PM and everything is cooler. The wind, the heat, our room, and even the beer. We arrived at 2PM today, exhausted after an overnight at the hive-like Tampa airport, adrenaline fueled from Cuban Customs questioning, and sweating like being stuck in a sauna. Our taxi, a ’57(?) Chevrolet, colored like old salmon flesh turned hesitations into ecstasy.
Biblioteca Nacional “José Martí”
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