2+2=5
Mary Murphy
March 28, 2017
I wasn’t going mad. I saw 2+2=5 a number of times on the walls of central Havana and couldn’t for the life of me figure
I wasn’t going mad. I saw 2+2=5 a number of times on the walls of central Havana and couldn’t for the life of me figure
Top of my list of places to visit in Havana was the island of Regla, and a neighbourhood home to the Santería religion. From the
There’s something quite lovely about visiting a cemetery on a clear, 30-degree, blue-sky day. I’m a great fan of tombstones and would happily spend my
I’m no stranger to adding to what little information I might have to make a more complete story. In another world, this might be classed
I hate being a tourist. I like to travel. To see places. To try new things. But I hate doing it under the guise of
Pick an airport. Spot a passenger with a home-fashioned cardboard tube. Chances are, they’ve been to Cuba. Artists and their artwork are alive and well
It’s not often that I fall for a man just by the sound of him, a man I’ve never met nor am ever likely to
There’s a danger, if you have too little time in Havana, that you only see one of its many sides, and this will largely depend
I couldn’t help myself. I kept looking around waiting to see a blonde, pony-tailed girl in hot-pants on roller-skates serving burgers and fries. From my
I brought back a lot more from Cuba than I bargained for. We won’t mention the extra kilos from the sugar in the mojitos and
