I'm disappointed that no Deaf linotypists at the Washington Post are in the latest Steven Spielberg's film, "Bridge of Spies," a story of a Brooklyn lawyer given a tough assignment to negotiate with the Soviet Union to exchange spies during the height of the Cold War involving our U-2 pilot and their KGB agent on a bridge in Berlin.
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.