Is anybody Havana good time?
The time had come to tackle the mystery and intrigue of old-world communist nation Cuba. We were flying from Mexico to meet one of my previous travelling buddies, Lisa, who I met in Delhi and travelled through India and Nepal with fresh from the Bahamas. Armed with loads of advice from fellow travellers we set off excited but somewhat unsure about what lay ahead. We barely had time to turn off the seatbelt sign before we were descending again and the overhead announcement stated that ‘the government requires that all passengers be sprayed with a non-toxic substance before arrival’. The hostesses literally strolled up and down the aircraft spraying something that resembled in nature and smell, bug spray. I again found myself wondering what on earth lay ahead. We later found out that this spray was ‘fumigation’ for Zika virus, and trucks would drive through spraying entire towns during our time in Cuba, leaving the streets covered in thick black smoke and a bunch of tourists running for the hills and covering their mouths. In the tiny airport in Havana we were greeted by personnel in white lab coats and long wait times. In Cuba the typical accomodation is ‘Casas’, the Spanish word for houses where most tourists stay over hotels. This type of accomodation is not only cheaper but also gives you a more authentic local experience. Most of them will have everything you need, will cook meals and do laundry for you. We found our Casa without too much hassle and decided to get out and explore Old Havana. Our Casa owner had a few words of advice for us, the most interesting being ‘there are many large holes in the road and footpath, do not fall down them’, he was not wrong, there are literally human sized holes everywhere.