Cuba has to be one of the only places I’ve been to where Coca Cola does not exist.
Instead of Coke they have their own version, tuKola, which comes in diet and non-diet.
The Cuban government has an adamant objective to keep American products on the outer – and they do a relatively good job at it.
This is quite a feat considering you can even come across Coca Cola in the Sahara desert.
Various luxuries do sneak into Cuba brought in by relatives or visitors.
The sister of a woman whose house I stayed at in Trinidad had a Samsung Galaxy smart phone, which her son had sent her.
The reason he can afford this?
He is working and living in Miami.
Wandering the streets of Viñales I found it so ironic that every front porch is adorned with a pair of rocking chairs – in my mind painting an iconic Americana postcard.
Ironic how the society has seemingly stopped in time, vehemently rejecting modern influences from the United States, whereas from the very beginning when the clock stopped this particular Americanism had already been shaping Cuban decor.
For the most part, this style of rocking chair in white was by far most
The following collection of photos is those rocking chairs, which caught my eye showing a bit of flair, straying from the norm: