Crazy, colourful Cuba

The Colón Cemetery in Havana is one of the largest cemeteries in the world and is named after Christopher Columbus. Words can’t explain man’s obsession with his own legacy, eternity and passing. So, as I walk this cemetery’s avenues of death, I see not the darkness, the sadness, the departed, but a million reflections of light and brightness. This cemetery spans an area of more than 56 hectares with more than 500 major mausoleums, chapels and family vaults, many considered historical, architectural treasures. I find myself pausing more to think than to photograph. I fall in love with so many sculpted angels that my eyes drop a tear. I feel honoured to walk the light where a million people are buried.

Sloppy Joe’s Bar is one of the most famous bars in the world. It reopened in 2013 after being closed for 48 years. During the 1940s and 1950s, it was a magnet for American celebrities as well as tourists wanting to mingle with them, but the Cuban Revolution put an end to that in 1959.

A blue 1954 Morris Crowley is parked in front of a colonial facade in La Habana Vieja, the old city of Havana.

Varadero is considered Cuba’s top resort. Its long beachfront, with 61 hotels, stretches for 19km along a narrow peninsula. Up until 2008, Cubans were not allowed to visit here. In most other countries, this five-star extravaganza would probably only be a three-star hotel. But remember: Cuba is like no other country. Tourists now see Cuba by lying around the pool drinking rum cocktails. Paradise.

People and tricycle taxis pass along the old colonial facades of Paseo de Martí in Old Havana. It is one of the most beautiful, historic promenades in Cuba.

Sharing, talking, sitting, singing and living life on the streets is a thread that flows through most Cubans. Here I sneak a quick shot of some women having a chat on a street corner in the town of Viñales in the district of Pinar del Rio.

The Malecón Esplanade, the 8km promenade along the seafront of old Havana, displays a multitude of extraordinary sights. It’s a vintage car and people parade, saturated with mood, colour, sound and visuals.