Six years ago we visited Cuba for the first time. I had food poisoning from a dodgy kebab place in Madrid and later on, Rach suffered the same fate. Sitting here, in Mexico city with another case of food poisoning, going through the mass of images we shot over the past 10 days, I am reassured it was all worth it. Not since our first trip to Burma a couple of years back have we both been completely satisfied with our work. It’s a nice feeling.

We spent the first few days in Havana, wandering the streets, taking a local’s ferry across the harbour and walking some more. You really don’t need to venture more than a couple of kilometres from the historic centre – the richness is everywhere…

From Havana, we took a bus to the western province of Pinar Del Rio, famous for tobacco growing and limestone mountains. The country town of Vinales was our home for a few days and we enjoyed the best of country hospitality including a couple of days staying with a Cuban grandmother who despite a complete lack of English made us very welcome in her home.

Returning to Havana we rediscovered the city – exploring at dusk and walking far from the well-trodden tourist areas to once again experience the friendly warmth of everyday Cuban people…

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