Habana, Habana and more Habana 1-8

Have you ever seen the bride of chuckie? Have you ever heard about voodoo and santería? Well this restaurant I ate at last weekend was like owned by a family that practiced santería. They had all kinds of these dolls over the place and they burned the cigars and candles too. Very very creepy yes, they all had yellow eyes.

That was the lobster-shrimp dinner we paid 20 bucks for. Little did we know that we could get much more food in Chinatown for less than 5 cuc a plate. You can imagine how robbed I felt, but nonetheless, the food was great. The 20 cuc included side dishes and whatnot.

That was the beautiful sunset on the Malecon. The buildings you can see in the distance are none other than the main buildings in Habana´s Vedado district. The wide one on the left is Edificio Focsa, and right in front of it you have the very famous Hotel Nacional.


This is Edificio Focsa. It was designed as a city within a city. Completely self-sufficient. All the inhabitants can work within the building. It has its own laundrette, restaurants and nightclub. I have never been, but I will have enough time to spend here in Cuba.

This is sunrise on the malecon. It was that really good Saturday night where I was so happy that I never went to sleep. The picture came out much better than in real life I think. It was really beautiful.


That is a statue of one of the Cuban national heroes, Jose Martí. He did some thing for education bla bla, nobody cares. And with that I mean everybody non Cuban. Cuz they love the guy, all schools have a portrait statue of him. He is holding a baby, and I don’t feel the need to translate whatever the hell it says on the base of the statue

This is on the malecon as well. I forgot what its called, but it is some convention centre, for concerts and no sé qué. Right behind it is the American foreign interests section where they display anti-communist messages on an electronic banner. Its funny really, they will do anything to try and take a crack at communism.

This is the main entrance to La Universidad de la Habana. It was founded in 1790 I think. And my Cuban friend-slash-tour-guide is doing chemical engineering there. It has many faculties, and it frustrates me even more to try and comprehend why ´they´ did not send me to Havana in stead of the llanuras of the west.