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| Havana skyline from across the harbour |
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| Rooftop view from atop the Gomez Vila building, La Plaza Vieja |
And so to Havana, capital of Cuba and home to 2m of Cuba's
12.5m population. By day the city resounds to the sound of hammers, chisels and drills; by night it reverberates to the beat of the drum, rattle of the maracas, and melody of the guitar. The 500th anniversary of the founding of the city occurs in 2019, and proud of the UNESCO status conferred upon the old town, Havana's inhabitants are striving to restore this fine colonial city to its former glory.
12.5m population. By day the city resounds to the sound of hammers, chisels and drills; by night it reverberates to the beat of the drum, rattle of the maracas, and melody of the guitar. The 500th anniversary of the founding of the city occurs in 2019, and proud of the UNESCO status conferred upon the old town, Havana's inhabitants are striving to restore this fine colonial city to its former glory.
There is a lot still to be done. Decaying apartments
rub shoulders with beautifully restored mansions. Pedestrianised areas give way
to potholed roads, and queues outside the city's pharmacies and bakeries spill
over onto the forecourt of the many private restaurants springing up to meet
the burgeoning demand. Havana is no longer a city caught
in a 1950's time
warp. Progress is evident everywhere and Fidelism is giving way to
capitalism in an apparently seamless transition. And all this is happening
as a result of tourism despite the American embargo still being in place. We
felt that in another 5 years the city will have lost its decaying charm and,
perhaps with it, that special ingredient that makes Havana so unique.
| Restored |
| Restoring |
| Awaiting Restoration |
We made a walking tour of the four major squares in
Old Havana, admiring the restored merchants houses, many now converted into
museums or hotels, sampling the best coffee in Cuba, visiting the
Cathedral,
and drinking daiquiris at Hemingway's favourite watering hole. One night
we enjoyed a flamenco show, the next a traditional Cuban three piece band in a quiet restaurant set
back from the main tourist trail.
| Cathedral |
Cars. Oh the cars! Cadillacs that would stop the traffic and turn
heads in the UK are two-a-penny in Havana. Most taxis are relics from the
1950's, refurbished with Lada engines, but with original upholstery and
interior fittings. Outside the Capitolo building, the former seat
of parliament, a line of beautifully restored old American cars gleams in the sunlight, the drivers ready to take you on an open top tour of the city. Of course we couldn't resist! We were whisked through the harbour tunnel to the suburb of Casablanca on the far side of the bay where stands a huge statue of Christ and where the San Carlos de la Cabana fort dominates the narrow entrance to
the harbour. This impregnable structure with walls 700m
high and a ditch 12m deep was used as a base by Che on his triumphant
return to Havana after Batista fled the country.
On our final day we visited the Museum of the Revolution,
housed in the former Presidential Palace. It was a fitting conclusion to
our tour of Cuba to see and read the documentary evidence of the main battle
sites of the Revolution, most of which we had visited on our tour around the
country.
of parliament, a line of beautifully restored old American cars gleams in the sunlight, the drivers ready to take you on an open top tour of the city. Of course we couldn't resist! We were whisked through the harbour tunnel to the suburb of Casablanca on the far side of the bay where stands a huge statue of Christ and where the San Carlos de la Cabana fort dominates the narrow entrance to
| The Capitolo Building |
We visited the Plaza de la Revolucion, the venue for some of
Castro's most rousing speeches, and the scene of wild celebrations in 1998 to
welcome the Pope. The plaza is overlooked by a huge statue of the national
hero, Jose Marti, and it is here where Castro stood to address the people
following the revolution.
| ....and decaying |
| Decayed... |



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