Hellenic Heartbeat In Cuba
“Senor, do you really want to walk, I mean, you need a diet more than walking,” was a cheeky exchange. Out of the corner of my eye I had spotted a Greek flag on an apartment building. The driver probably thought I had been to too many salsa parties, as he pulled over. I wasn’t loco, it was indeed a Greek flag hanging out of a window. I rang the door and spoke to a few passers-by....