English Translations of Cubans Writing From the Island
It is unprecedented. For the first time in Catholicism’s more than two thousand year history, we have a pope from the Americas. The news did not go unnoticed in Havana, although the faithful did not gather euphorically at the doors to the cathedral, located in the historic heart of the city. Ricardo, a 43-year-old attorney … Continue reading “An American Pope”
Mister Editor of El Mundo America has put me in a tough spot. In a chain e-mail, he asked his colleagues throughout the continent to write about life during Holy Week in their respective countries. Fuck. If there is anything I can brag about it is of not knowing anything about Holy Week. I will explain. I come … Continue reading “I Consider Myself Agnostic”
Beginning at Prado street and ending at Galiano, there is a five-block long pedestrian mall in the heart of Havana, replete with stores that take hard-currency or national pesos. Cafes, barber shops, ice cream parlors, markets, a cinema for children and a jewelry store in decline. Throughout the year the boulevard is very busy. December, … Continue reading “Havana Boulevard”
