In Cuba, life is lived on the pavements. Rather then being indoors on the sofa discussing life over a cup of tea, they sit outside in plain sight. They gather in parks and on street corners, they gossip through open windows and they sit comfortably in rocking chairs in the doorway.
No one is hiding. Everything is out in the open.
For us this meant every outing was a new and different insight into the Cuban way of life. No day or even hour on any given street was the same because the lives being lived in the open completely changed the streetscape.
These are the people we met, somewhere between derelict houses and beautifully restored plazas, lost for hours, with our cameras in hand.