I did it, I managed to travel to a foreign country (and survive) alone. Although my pictures and words could never do Havana it’s due justice, the blogger in me is still going to try.
My cameras and phone were all tucked away for most of this trip—I was more focused on savoring moments than capturing them.
Havana, Cuba is culture, communication, friendliness, and simplicity all hidden away on a timeless island. The vintage cars & crumbling buildings give the island its character…but the people….the people are what give it the flair.
Travelling solo taught me 3 things about myself:
- I can do anything I set my mind to. Anything.
- I am the party. I had the most beautiful experience of my life…and I was alone. Solitude doesn’t have to be lonely…it can be a party if you make it one.
- Going with the flow is one of my best character traits (& worst…not enough research on food left me wit e.coli poisoning)
This isn’t really a travel blog about Cuba. I will do one of those posts later, since so many of you have questions about where to stay and what to eat. But I will say this… the BEST food I had all week was the Lobster meal at Orozco (for $12 I got lobster tail, rice, beans, plantains, salad, & a mojito!!). It’s in Plaza De Catedral. Just ask one of the guys walking around holding menus if Jan Carlos (pronounced Yan Carlos) is around and he will show you where to go.
Cuba was an adventure. A once in a lifetime experience. I learned the power of conversation and connection. There is beauty in human to human interaction that I’ve been missing because of social media. Being cut off from the digital world really does force you to connect with yourself in ways I had forgotten how to. If you ever get the opportunity, I urge you to escape to Havana, you will thank yourself.