The Malécon is Havana's oceanfront promenade. Although there is a
restoration project underway, it is still dominated by crumbling façades and
today is just a pale reminder of splendid times past.
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| There is no
beach in Havana, just a rocky cliff |
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| Nevertheless,
half Havana seems to be hanging out here on a sunny day |
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| Fearless
children jumping in the Atlantic |
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| Jaime, our
friend, dance teacher and tourist guide all rolled into one |
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| The neumŕticos
are fishermen using inner tubes of trucks for flotation. This
hand-made vessel is a dangerous way to fish. |
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| Cubano, proudly
displaying his vintage fifties tailfin monster |
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| The lively
tourist market between the Malécon and the Catédral is a good
place to buy jewelry... |
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| ...which Steve
did FOR TWO STRAIGHT HOURS! |
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| The smile of
the attendant alone was worth the purchase |
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| Afro-Cuban
Santería dances to entertain the tourists |
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