If people make a place, Cuba is the most beautiful place on the planet. I was amazed by the kindness, joy, and generosity I found while walking around Cuba. From the streets to the farm and everything in between, Cuba is a magical place that stays with you long after you leave.
While I was in Cuba, I read poems by Jose Marti to get the feel. This poem has been living rent free in my brain since.
I who live though I have died,
Claim a great discovery,
For last night I verified
Love is the best remedy.
When weighed by the cross, a man
Resolves to die for the right;
He does all the good he can,
And returns bathed in the light.
Yo que vivo, aunque me he muerto,
Soy un gran descubridor,
Porque anoche he descubierto
La medicina de amor.
Cuando al peso de la cruz
El hombre morir resuelve,
Sale a hacer bien, lo hace, y vuelve
Como de un baño de luz.
