Valle de Viñales
Half an hour away from the United States sits Cuba. A destination stuck sixty years in the past. It’s a place of crumbling buildings, antique cars, and an arduous bureaucracy capable of turning the simplest of task into a multistep process.
It’s also a country where education is free, healthcare is universal, and homelessness is virtually nonexistent.
As for the people, the Cubans I came across were proud, resourceful, and some of the most welcoming I’ve met during all my travels.
For better or worse the country is changing.
The capital city of Havana feels as if it’s on the verge of a massive tourism boom—waiting for the Americans to arrive. I picture executives from companies like McDonald’s, Starbucks, and H&M, sweating through their suits as they stand along the Malecón envisioning massive storefronts with their neon signs. Changing the very thing that gives the city its charm.
Visit while it’s still the Cuba of yesteryear, the Cuba you’ve seen on postcards. There is still time. I promise you will not be disappointed, you might even be surprised at what you find. I know I was.