Monday 31st January. We arrived last night at Havana
after a 10 hour flight from Gatwick. A taxi brought us to our hotel,
the Savilla which is very comfortable. We are now five hours behind UK
so all woke early and had breakfast at 7.30 then went for a walk after
breakfast. This is a central pavement called the Prado outside the hotel which reminded
us very much of Barcelona.
The town is full of statues of benefactors from the
past. This one is of Jose Marti, who was a poet and one of Cuba's fist
martyrs.
After session with our travel rep we went for
quite a long walk and found lots of lovely open squares. We also
looked in at some shops. Very little was on sale and all heavily
guarded.
This is the Capitol Building but we understood that they
are quite empty inside.
Many elegant buildings line the streets but so many of
them in bad conditions. This building is an old theatre.
There are lots of these old big American cars around.
Not far from our hotel is the water front and entrance
to the harbour.
The entrance used to be well guarded by this fort.
These little buggies act as taxis rather like the
TukTuks that we saw in Sri Lanka and Thailand.
The Square of the Revolution is in the middle of
the Military zone and often used for big parades. In the background is
yet another memorial, again to Jose Marti.
More old American cars.
A typical street that we walked through.
This is a life sized statue of Jesus Christ on the top
of the hill looking down over the harbour.
Even the women smoke cigars.
No houses have gardens to dry their washing.
Dinner at the end of our first day in a lovely
upstsairs restaurant. This is a Paladares, a private restaurant
that Fidel Castro allowed to be set up during his "special phase".
Tuesday 1st February.
Not far from our hotel
is this rather strange Museum of the Revolution with objects including the boat
that brought Fidel Castro back again to Cuba.
This museum is alongside the original Royal Palace.
The Bacardi building which is most ornate and
originally occupied by the Bacardi family.
Another lovely old car.
We had a ride in one of the old American cars which
was bright pink.
The driver took us to see this square (Parque de
Miramar) which had some
kind of monument in the middle but we never discovered what it was.
In the square was a ficus tree that drops roots from its
upper branches and envelopes everything else growing around it.
Alex showing you the size of these roots.
Then in the evening we were taken to see the Tropicana
show.
Two hours non stop of music and very energetic dancing
mainly by very scantily clad young girls.
We were given a glass of champagne, a bottle of Rum
and a can of Coke. Catherine was given a red rose and we were each
given a cigar.