Postcard From a Journey (1) / Regina Coyula
Like Silvio, I think the people are screwed; unlike him, however, it didn’t take me so much time to realize it, but traveling outside Havana let me see it first hand. The domestic terminal at Jose Marti Airport is the original airport building. After checking your luggage you have to go up an escalator. “It’s … Continue reading “Postcard From a Journey (1) / Regina Coyula”