Cuba

There are some places in the world that are defined by their colours, or their lack of colours. The city of Cairo, for example, remains muted and dusty in my mind, its smells and sounds the predominant senses. Havana, on the other hand, was bursting with colour: fruit spilling out of cartons, graffitied walls, outfits of the brightest oranges and yellows and reds, and, of course, the cars. I couldn’t stop taking photos of it.

I Left My Heart In Havana from This Battered Suitcase on Vimeo. Havana, Cuba

                    Havana, Cuba There is once again a chill in the air here; just like that, our sunny days and flirtations of spring…

Havana, Cuba Here are some outfits Rikki and I wore in Havana last week; apparently I really dig red and white dresses (what can I say, I’m patriotic). Rikki and I both…

Havana, Cuba I’m back from a week that was nothing short of amazing. Havana has quickly become one of my favourite cities, and I’m already imagining visiting again. We laughed and we…

Barcelona, Spain In just two days I will be flying to Havana, Cuba, with one of my best friends. When I think of Cuba I think of a country filled with colour…