In Havana we visited a professional dance company, housed in a derelict old building with boarded up windows and dangerous stairs, but the young dancers thrilled and amazed
In Cienfuegos we fell in love with a company of children carrying forward traditional dance of Cuba.
In Santa Clara, Senior Citizens taught us the basics of traditional Cuban danzón.
Most beautiful, in Cuba, are the people. Did you expect them to be downtrodden, heavily burdened by an oppressive system, suffering? I confess, I kind of did expect that, but it is not what I saw. What I saw was a vibrant spirit, humor, intelligence, pride and an enthusiasm for life.
And for natural beauty, it is just hard to beat a tropical island.
So, I will finish my Cuba posts with this iconic Cuban image—Havana sunset along the Malecon.
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