Today we went from the cemetery to the oldest house in Cuba (built by ship builders-easy to tell) then lunch high top Graham Greene's hotel. Music is everywhere, so we added a mid-afternoon salsa class at Cutomba Ballet Folktorico. Later there is a "happy hour" lecture on Religion then off to a Paladar and promises of an evening stroll in Cuba's hottest (in many, many ways) city.
After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi...
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
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