
La Boca (1) Living with the locals
Any opportunity to do what the locals do, anything that lets me step aside from being a tourist, anything that makes a memory that hasn’t

Any opportunity to do what the locals do, anything that lets me step aside from being a tourist, anything that makes a memory that hasn’t

I’ve heard the stories. A sister dying in Ireland a minute after her brother died in Australia (they say he picked her up on his

It’s hard to get my head around the idea that life can exist with out classes. Yes, I know there are the favoured and the

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