Cuba at 9:30 PM Eastern Time: The capital of Havana is only a whisper outside on a Thursday night, other than a few passing cars. As you walk into one of the many apartment buildings you hear kids playing in one unit and as you continue down the florescent lit hallway, you hear the sound of a small yelping dog. Spanish speaking television set blaring in the next apartment followed by smells of something cooking, perhaps burning. Ten more steps and you see a teen bouncing a small ball against a wall.
Cuba, falling apart... Did you know that Cuba was the hideaway for Ernest Hemingway? He spent much time there.
"Never write about a place until you're away from it, because that gives you perspective" -Ernest Hemingway