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.


Marching Forward

There is an interesting documentary, Marching Forward, I hope to see soon about two high school marching bands from Orlando at the New York World's Fair. One is white from Edgewater and the other is from the black Jones high school in the segregated south. My left Deaf brother, a New York Times linotypist took me to the fair. The trailer is not closed-captioned so I will ask for an ASL interpreter at their next presentation. I was a former member of the New York World'Fair Historical Society at the Queens Museum. 

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