Habana, city whose name sounds like the title of a Salsa, reflects well the spirit of the country. The Malecon, symbol of the local culture after sunsets, where people meet, dance, play music, eat and drink. Just enjoy simple things.
The years did not spare this city and we can see the scares that it inflicted like a masking veil. The politics may not have seen the need to take a little care of this jewel, probably symbolizing what they were fighting against.
Because Habana is a jewel. Today you need a lot of imagination to see through this but, architecturally, Habana is a treasure. A treasure that is, bit by bit, fading away. That we are all losing.
Cuba is famous for its white sand and palm trees beaches. But Cuba is more than that.
The inland is simply an emerald with an incredible variety of flora and fauna. Admiring the view of the Viñales valley with its rock picks from the belvedere is a delight your eyes will thank you for and your memory will never forget.