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.



Those damn raccoons, they causes the outrages, now I got to navigate myself around in total darkness. Being Deaf, I got to be careful and not lose my balance. My biggest fear is that a small aircraft will crashed into my home, missing the runway, let alone a cyberattack. I noticed a lot of Deaf purchases affordable homes outside the airport perimeter as the sonic boom wouldn't bother us a bit. We're vulnerable, a cyberattack will knocks us back into the stone age. 

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