Our Man In Havana

OK folks, I plan to wrap up this not-so-mini-series this week by sharing our last day in the Cuban hinterlands in and around the fishing village of Cocodrilo. As you may remember, it was founded at the turn of the 19th century by a Cayman Islander named Henry Jackson, and[…]

Welcome to my fifth installment about a recent trip to Cuba’s Isle of Youth. I hope y’all don’t think I’m “milking it,” there’s just so much to tell. Perhaps I am a tad jaded with the mainstream Cuba experience, but that doesn’t mean I don’t still love exploring Havana in[…]

Welcome to the fourth installment centered around a trip the Isle of Youth. Stick with me, folks, this will be wrapped up by the end of the year, which, in case you hadn’t noticed, is frighteningly near. In part III of this rambling travelogue, we had just met Nelia, a[…]

I hope anyone who follows this column doesn’t mind this series about my four-day trip to the Isle of Youth, because I’ve still got a way to go. Last week’s story ended with this reporter heading to the Cuban boondocks with eight cubans and a Pekingese named ‘Harold’ in a[…]

Welcome to Part II in my “Man in Havana” series about a four-day trip last month to one of Cuba’s most remote locales. Last week’s offering described the time and effort required — and obstacles faced — to reach Cuba’s Isle of Youth, a 933-square-mile, comma-shaped island that sits, more[…]

Last month, I took six Californians and a couple of really cool Key Westers on one of my Cuba trips. With nights at the Bay of Pigs, Vinales and Havana, we experienced the sea, the countryside and the city, respectively. What made this trip different was that when my people[…]

Perhaps the third time will be a charm, because I had much higher hopes for my fireworks photos last week when the city of Havana celebrated its 500th anniversary on Nov. 16. By chance, we were in Havana last year at the exact same time and my curiosity was piqued[…]