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repacking the trunk to my car in John Yoder's driveway - so many suitcases full of clothing and other gifts for Sor Aida. Linda has a great shot on her Flickr page of the open suitcases and the contents.
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at BWI with all our luggage - before Jet Blue rejected Bill's cardboard box.
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Bill and our Linda did hand-carry that yellow child's toy all the way to Havana and Sor Aida (the good nun we were taking all of this stuff to)
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by dawn we were tired, having been up since 2:30 - Linda naps as we obtain altitude towards Ft Lauderdale
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in Ft Lauderdale waiting for the second leg of our flight that would take us to Havana. we bought our visas here
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at José Marti International Airport in Havana
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A Russian couple who were bicycling the entire world and blogging about it
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Bill wearing the t-shirt we'd had made in Winchester using an image from Google - he'd already been told by the taxi drivers that this image could get them in trouble.
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leaving José Marti Airport, the exit for near the currency exchange
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we arrive on Lealtad (Loyalty) Street and are greeted by our Casa host Lisette
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our taxi driver Ismail
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the central corridor and the precipitous stairs leading up to our bedroom high on the second floor. In the older posts of Havana the ground floor toms all have incredibly high ceilings.
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a brightly painted building among a neighborhood of ruins - our neighborhood in Habana Centro
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The day we arrived in Cuba - January 31 and our first visit to the Maleçon
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A picture snapped by Linda of our first afternoon on Cuba - just about our only cloudy day the whole trip.
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langosta beautifully presented at La Abadia (The Abbey) a dramatically open-air restaurant along the Maleçon - under high arch-shaped awnings resembling a church
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John passes an old American car on our first walk off exploration towards Habana Vieja (the oldest part of Havana)
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Debi, Linda and John - could be a cover photo for their first album
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Linda and John stop to consume some food sold by a street vendor on our first day. Linda thinks this might possibly have been the origin of the stomach problems she encountered a day of so later and which she brought with her back to the US.
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the intrepid John Yoder
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Tom Underwood strives to find an internet signal strong enough to upload some pictures in the Parque Central across from the Hotel Ingleterre
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Tom Underwood using his Wi-Fi card in a hotspot in the Parque Central - the park is surrounded by some of the most elegant buildings in Havana, including the Theater National, the Hotel Ingleterre AND the Hotel Kempinski (a branch of that grand hotel on t
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walking back to Lealtad on our first evening in Havana
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walking through Habana Centro on our first evening in Cuba
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the night scenes were beautiful and dramatic - Havana is like a stage set, off-the-charts exotic but it felt at all times very safe and welcoming
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Looking down the Prada from the direction of the Parque Central past a bust of Marti.
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the stairs to our lofty second story bedroom - fit for a mountain goat
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Bill and Linda reflect upon the activities of a satisfying day over some rum on the roof terrace outside our second story bedroom at Casa Lisette
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the roof terrace at Casa Lisette - here is the water holding tank, ubiquitous in Cuba, and where laundry is done and hung to dry
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Linda has stepped through the Casa Lisette door onto Lealtad Street
