Cuban citizens line up before dawn each day at the so-called Weeping Park in Havana, where they wait to visit the U.S. Interests Section. They have appointments for interviews at the faux consular office operating under the auspices of the Swiss. They hope to visit and/or migrate to the United States. Many are sponsored by their Cuban-American cousins in Miami who send remittances to help sustain them. Most are turned away, and many leave the park in tears. Photos by Ed Rabel
Bartender Yaratse Ponce offers a mojito in the lobby bar of the Park View Hotel in the old city of Havana. The mojito is the national drink along with the daiquiri. It consists of mint (yerba buena, or good grass), rum, sparkling water, sugar and, if you like, Angustura, or bitters, and ice cubes.
Here is the view from the Hotel Xanadu at Varadero about 125 miles east of Havana on the north shore, just 90 miles from the Florida keys. Xanadu was an estate owned by the DuPonts before Castro's revolution. He confiscated private property like this.