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there aren't words

I'm in the airport in Cancun, 12 hours ago I was in Habana Vieja (Old Havana), saying goodbye to the amazing people I met on this trip. At this point, I honestly don't have words - certainly not words that I can share in a public space. But I do have pictures. I hope they convey a small piece of the love I feel for this magic place called Cuba.

Cuba4evening in Habana Vieja.

Cuba5 in Cuba, time stopped in 1959.

Cuba2

Cuba3the entrance to barrio chino.

Cuba