The first Deaf settlers in America, came here on the Mayflower, seeking a new life in America, a land of opportunities where discrimination are nonexistence, at least at the time. The Indians were set out to annihilate the Pilgrims, but notice one Deaf among them using gestures, who were able to facilitate communication, saving our scalps. It was this Deaf individual that chiseled "1620" into a rock at Plymouth, and the rest is history.
It's only an hour flight, Cuban visa can be bought during check-in at the airline counter before departure, just don't forget your passport. I exchanged dollars into their convertible (CUC) pesos upon arrival. I stayed at an hostel next to the baseball stadium. I focused on videotaping their culture alone rather than being somewhat biased traveling group with their hectic schedule. One day took a Soviet era Lada taxi to outskirts of Havana to visit a Deaf school. They asked me what we Deaf Americans do with our obsolete TTY as we are using VP nowadays, hopefully some organizations will donate those equipment. I felt like was blasted into the past, surrounded by all those vintage automobiles.