Joaquin and Isobel took us to La Camchanchera, in the back streets of Trindad, on the south coast of Cuba. The band was already playing; more locals than tourists attending and the cigar seller at the door was doing a good trade selling single smokes for a few pesos...The cocktails were hitting the right spot and this was only midday on the Sunday. We'd warmed ourselves in the sun walking about the cobbled square in front of the old whitewashed church. And cooled ourselves in its peaceful white walled interior looking at the poor but beautiful church altar and ornaments; the singing during the service having an supremely uplifting effect for someone non-religious like me...
13th April 2008
The band rehearses...
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