Un besito

“Niña/o saluda.” Say these words to a Cuban kid and watch as they forget their stranger-danger sensibilities and reluctantly give you an awkward and messy kiss on the cheek. I’m pretty sure besito is the third word we learn as babies, after mamá and bistec. Then it’s kisses on the cheek for the rest of your life – and for … More Un besito

Isla de la juventud

As the boat slowed on its approach toward the dock, I couldn’t help but hear El Beny sing, “Cuando a Varadero llegué, conocí la felicidad…” Only it wasn’t Varadero, it was Catalina and she was glistening. There’s nothing like leaving the crowd and noise of the city behind. Although its only 22 miles off of the coast, … More Isla de la juventud