Cuba 2017


Cuba Journey Itinerary Map


We were blessed with the opportunity to return to Cuba from December 27, 2016 through January 08, 2017.  (See HERE for our posting from last year’s trip.) This trip focused on the amazing work the Catholic Church is doing through its valiant priests, bishops, archbishops, nuns, and committed laity. We met some of these wonderful folks and had the opportunity to share with them truly ‘people-to-people’.

We also had the opportunity to soak in some of the natural beauty of Cuba, partake of the (relatively) new entrepreneurship spirit of the emerging restaurant and lodging industry, and walk the streets and visit sites with everyday folks – and folks visiting from throughout the world.

This journey builds on what we did last year – and helps us discern what is next for us; for Cuba.

Below are links to the pictures, sorted in a way that hopefully makes it easier to view. View one sort; or view them all… And do please let us know your thoughts. (e-Mail us at )

After the pictures is a brief reflection on our sentiments in the moment.


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Day 01 – Camaguey

Day 02 – Camaguey

Day 03 – Las Tunas & Holguín

Day 04 – Holguín

Day 05 – Holguín & Bahía de Nipe

Day 06 – Bayamo, El Cobre, & Santiago

Day 07 – El Cobre & Santiago

Day 08 – Santiago

Day 09 – Havana

Day 10 – Pinar del Rio & Viñales

Day 11 – Matanzas, Cárdenas, & Varadero

Day 12 – Havana

Day 13 – Havana



Art & Architecture (and some nature)

Life & Living (and some street scenes)

Faith & Friends (and some misc)





VIDEOS (by Mark Mendez*)

(These are professional quality videos taken by Mark Mendez who accompanied us on the journey. His videos are embedded into his Facebook Page.)

NOTE: If you want the video to open in a new tab (without closing this one) try ‘right click’ on your mouse and selecting ‘open in new tab’.

Colon Cemetery


Tabacco Road



O Cuba. Deep is the hurt. The love must be deeper.

O Cuba. What an amazing place you are. But you are not just a place. You are also a sentiment. You are a people. (You are definitively not a museum!)

O Cuba. You are full of contradictions. Rulers that ruthlessly rule with an iron fist. A society where paranoia and mistrust are embedded in every relationship. Yet people are seemingly as friendly and joyous as any in the world.

O Cuba. Some longing to be. Most longing to leave. All longing for that balance in life that is universal: Balancing doing good for others and looking out for yourself and your family.

O Cuba. Where destruction, deconstruction, reconstruction, and innovation magically co-exist, weaving into a tapestry of sights, scenes, and sounds that is truly magical.

O Cuba. Where only “fe” (faith) can save you. That is, “familia en el exilio” (family in exile.)

Only they can provide you enough for subsistence. No job, profession, or position – other than within the 1% of those at the top of the power ladder – can provide enough resources to more than merely survive.

O Cuba. Where figuring out how to get your most basic essentials – toilet paper, aspirin, milk, toothpaste – becomes a daily struggle as the island manufacturing, farming, and bureaucratic workforce is slowly – and dangerously – crawling to a halt… Where an archaic double currency keep the population enslaved… Where ‘resolver’ (resolving) is life encompassing.

O Cuba. Desperation and despair. Beauty and grace. Old elegance and new mystique.

Personally, my recent journey back to Cuba bookends a year of journeys. These journeys complete a lifelong search to reconnect with my heritage and spiritual roots. First to Cuba a year ago – for the first time, 49 years to the date of when I first left – to connect with the memories of where I grew up for the first nine years of my life. Then to Spain’s Camino Ignaciano in the summer to trace the steps of San Ignacio de Loyola, my cornerstone saint.  And recently a journey to Cuba’s eastern parts, including a visit with the Virgencita de la Caridad at El Cobre, my Mary – and Cuba’s – to whom I’ve been devoted since childhood and consecrated to as an adult.

As I enter my 7th decade of life, I do feel these journeys are mighty timely.

Yet, so much work to be done! So much need. So much potential. So many good hearted, well meaning, hard working, loving people there and here… Only if. If only…

On one side we have those of us here, reaping the benefits of a life enlightened by our six decades of exposure to commercialization, consumerism and infinite information.

On the other side we have those of us there, reaping the benefits of a life enlightened by the inventiveness required to survive in poverty, deprivation and the absence of information.

Aquellos aya donde se ha confundido patria con partido; donde solo el partido tiene poder; donde para ser hay que pertenecer.

(Those over there, where political party is confused with patriotism; where only the party has power; where to be somebody you have to belong to the party.)

Y nosotros aquí donde hemos confundido patria con poder, consumerismo con calidad, y tener con ser.

(And those of us here where we have confused patriotism with power, consumerism with quality, and possessing stuff with being.)

I know the hurt is deep. The hurt caused by inflicting harm, separation of families, and decades of physical and thought control is deep and real… But love must be deeper.

… May we somehow meet, converse, dialogue, and understand each other without inferiority or superiority complex, without judging ‘our side’ to be better, with love and compassion – and – dare I say – mutual forgiveness for the hurt we know we’ve caused and the hurt we are perceived to have caused. (And yes, seeking justice – but a justice that does faith – with a faith that does justice.)

Whatever changes life brings, whatever challenges lay ahead, whatever twists are on the road, however politics play out, these journeys I’ve taken in the last year are ultimately – I pray – for the Greater Glory of God…. And, I pray these journeys have helped form me as I make decisions on where and how to add value to this undefined and dysfunctional process of co-creating the Cuban experience there and here with people of good will.