By Way of the Night Sky.
- nasonalana
- Feb 5, 2014
- 1 min read



We sailed into Havana under a clear sky and within hours it was both everything I could have imagined and nothing you could ever have prepared me for. The cities heart beats in rhythms that drift from open shutters as life in the street dances along turning crumbling buildings into the grandest concert hall. I’ve drank good rum, shared meals on rooftops, smoked a cigar by moonlight, danced salsa, wandered, been robbed, landed my first punch, shared a travelers farewell kiss, cried, talked politics and love with intrepid strangers and have been forced once again to face all that it is I do not yet know. I am here. I am happy. I am learning.
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