The Cuban Diaries – 2017

March 13, 2017

It was a strange time. Castro had just died. America was under the rule of absolute insanity. If there was ever a time to get out and see something, now had to be it.

I keep a journal most days. In Cuba it seemed more important to be dragging a ball-point blue across a graph paper page. Everything inspired something, and it all had to be written down.

Some of those scribbles are below. Read on.