HAVANA NIGHTS

We touched down in Havana, and it immediately felt like time stopped in the 1950s. Everything that is written about this city is true, but I found it to be a beautiful paradox. Havana is architecturally magnificent even in crumbles; the pulsating energy is undeniable yet everything operates in slow-pace and behind all the vibrant colors, life is a little less colorful for the people who live there.

Anthony and I quickly learned that instead of trying to understand and make sense of it all, we’d go along with the flow and go by the habaneros way of life. We threw our rigid itinerary and did everything at a leisurely pace.

It meant starting our day at 10’o clock in the morning, taking a quick siesta in the afternoon and making our plans as we go along. It’s the best approach when you’re in Havana and we had a great time. We drank mojitos that came our way, took afternoon siestas, and would take evening strolls before dinner.

In fact, I wrote this post on a lazy afternoon, with a pint of blonde beer and the live band as my background music at a café just right down our casa.

This, my friends is what I call a typical Havana night. Stay tuned this week for a detailed Havana travel guide next week.

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Photography by: Anthony Nicolet

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