Cuba Wednesday When we left Havana airport we realized immediately that we were in Cuba and could not be in any other country in the world. Why not? Because of the time-slip scene of colourful and huge American automobiles from the 1950s which chug and growl down every road. I knew they still existed in Cuba, but I thought they would be scarce sight. But no. They were everywhere. There were other cars, of course, and even some modern cars, but the "old timers" as they are called, are the ones which grab your attention. It was a unique and fascinating scene. But more on cars later. On the drive into Havana city from the airport we passed many of the concrete buildings, often painted Cuba-flag blue, which were built during the “Russian” era when Cuba
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