“Cuba it’s complicated,” was a phrase I heard over and over again. Cuba felt in layers to me, these vibrant colorful complicated layers. A fast paced colorful explosion of life.
On a January day in 2020 with 5 inches a snow on the ground, I thought I would go back and edit my trip to Cuba last year.
The doors flung open by the Obama administration like so many other positive policies have now been shuttered, by the Trump administration.
I worry about friends I made, how are they doing? How are their new business? Many changed careers to embrace the new American tourism. Just like they embraced me, on a cold January day I smile and remember the warmth I felt from a country and its people.