November 30th, 2019, 8:32 pm
That is the most sad and pathetic thing I have read this morning. (And I've spent quite of bit of pointless time looking at twitter.)
You can have the Cuban cigar experience anywhere on the planet. There is only one place on Earth that you can have the real Cuban experience and risk being thrown in a Cuban jail, and that is on the streets of Cuba.
I rarely visit any new place without at least once following some gentleman or lady down a side street, often at three o'clock in the morning. I have a homing instinct that others don't have or resist. I give it a free rein. I meet the most interesting people that way.