Cuban Courtyard Mural • Monday Mural, 23 March

Courtyard Mural 3 • Monday Mural

This Cuban Courtyard Mural, for Monday Mural, 23 March, is an attempt by the artist to make something out of these otherwise blind walls. It is a tribute o the Cuban poet Bonifacio Byrne, after whom this street was named. Many streets have both a name and a number; most also have two names, one pré- and one post-revolution. This Calle 79 is also called Calle Contreras, though locals still refer to it as Calle Bonifacio Byrne.

Cuban Courtyard Mural• Monday Mural
Cuban Courtyard Mural • Monday Mural
Courtyard Mural 2 • Monday Mural
Courtyard Mural 3 • Monday Mural
Courtyard Mural 5 • Monday Mural
Courtyard Mural 5 • Monday Mural
Courtyard Mural 6 • Monday Mural
Reality around the corner • Monday Mural
Reality around the corner • Monday Mural

Artist unknown to me.

Discovered in Havana, Cuba on July 4, 2016. Entry in Sami’s challenge March 23. For more Monday Mural entrees, click here.

Once We Were Windows • Monday Window, 23 March

Once we were windows • Monday Window

Once We Were Windows is my entry in Ludwig Keck’s challenge Monday Window, 23 March. This sorry sight of windows almost beyond repair is all too common in Cuba.

Once we were windows • Monday Window
Once we were windows • Monday Window
Once we were windows 2 • Monday Window
Once we were windows 2 • Monday Window
Once we were windows 3 • Monday Window
Once we were windows 3 • Monday Window
Once we were windows 4 • Monday Window
Once we were windows 4 • Monday Window

Click below to see what fellow bloggers cooked up for this Monday Window, 23 March .

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‘Check your cynicism at the airport’ • Six Word Saturday

Cuba. Generous strangers sharing their meal.

‘Check your cynicism at the airport’ is my six word response to Debbie’s Six Word Saturday.

Cuba. Generous strangers sharing their meal.

Here’s the full story behind that rather cryptic line. I was visiting Cuba. One morning I had nothing planned so I decided to go for a walk. Around noon or so I bumped into this Cuban family and we started the routine chit-chat about where I was from and what a lovely country they had. Before I knew it this gentleman offered me some crab, and then invited me to join him and his family for a picnic sort of lunch. Hungry as I was I accepted and had one of the most interesting and lovely hours spent in the company of what set out to be perfect strangers.

What amazed me was how proud of their country they were. Not a bad thing about Cuba. Sure they were critical of some things, but by-and-large they were a bunch of happy campers. I’ll never forget his parting lines: ‘Hope you enjoyed our simple meal as it is one of the few things we can offer you. Along with our company of course.’

This experience drove home (once again) that I’d better leave any form of preconceived notions at the airport. We all say we do, yet more often than not some slip through the cracks…

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