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El Morro guarding the entrance to Havana
Harbor in the background with swimmers off the Malecon in the foreground.
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This lovely beach is just a few minutes
drive east of Havana. The open-air restaurant at the entrance serves great
fish.
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This cemetery rivals those of Paris.
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Another view of the cemetery.
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It's not hard to find a quiet place
to read.
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School kids. I thought they were pleased
to have their picture taken, but one is giving me the finger!
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A colorful stall at a tourist market.
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This is one of the famous cigar factories.
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Dancing in the street in Cojimar, the
village just east of Havana depicted by Hemingway in "The Old Man and the
Sea."
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The entrance to the Hotel Riviera on
the Malecon.
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The U.S. Interest Section. What we call
our embassy when we can't call it an embassy because we don't recognize
Cuba.
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Cigar maker in a hotel lobby.
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This guy is proud of his apartment.
How much would his corner unit go for in, say, Paris?
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Remembering the victims of the Maine.
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Playing street soccer.
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Loading an eighteenth century canon
to be fired at 9PM. They do this every night. It's a fun ceremony to watch.
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A Santería
sacrifice.
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A Cuban post box. Just slip your
letter in his mouth.
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In-line skating is very popular
with kids in Havana.
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Flowers in a neighborhood market.
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These swans are part of the banister
around the porch in front of the Bocoy rum factory in Cerro.
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A little old but well cared for.
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An agricultural market.
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This statue of John Lennon sits on a
park bench. No one can accuse the Cubans of lacking a sense of humor.
By the way, he is having a hard time keeping his glasses on. I don't know
how many times he has lost them but it's been at least three or four. The
last time I saw John, his glasses were missing.
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This bronz is right in front of Iglesia
de San Francisco de Asís on the Plaza de San Francisco in La Habana
Vieja. It depicts a local character who died not long ago, a tramp
known by all as El Caballero de París. It's that Cuban sense
of humor again!
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