Evening before our first visit to Cuba

What are the feelings? A salad. A bit of everything. Worries about my baby daughter (she will always be a baby), that stays home alone for the first time. I hope it will help her to get that feeling of self satisfaction from being on her own - it comes to all of us some day some how. Interest - I am going to meet a lot of new people, to see new life, new landscape, new culture. Nostalgia - I remember my childhood, Cuban revolution, worried parents that another war will happen;  me, never sent because of this to some very good summer camp just because it was far from home;  my friend Igor, a shy boy, whom I teased by singing a famous song "Cuba, my love" with "Igor" instead;  not enough bread because we were helping Cubans. Nervousness , because I dream (who doesn't?) to take that killer picture but understand, that it usually doesn't happen when I want it so much...Finally, it's just a vacation! It should be a vacation. With  heat, blue water, palm trees, music, parties - time to forget  the age, the worries, the past and the future. Time just to STOP and finally breath out.

It will start tomorrow. As for today, it was a beautiful sunny morning here in Toronto after a big snow storm that never really happened .And I had to take pictures, just anywhere, just to have some release...