Although Americans tourists are banned from entering the country, I went under the journalism category.
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.



A twelve years old Deaf boy from Indianapolis plans to enroll at Gallaudet next fall, becoming the youngest freshman ever. He has everything going for him, a perfect SAT score, inducted into Mensa, an AFSCME scholarship. "I'm going to major in  philosophy and tryout with the football team as a water boy, and  then be a garbage collector and an active union shop steward, following the footsteps of my father."

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