Richard And Jo Demeester's photos with the keyword: La Habana

The necropolis of La Habana is a beautiful sculpture park. Many marble and granite graves, with a heavy emphasis on angels, and overall in a pretty good state of repair.

Music, singing, and dancing. La Habana.

A very beautiful monument to fallen firefighters inside La Habana's necropolis (3rd largest cemetery in the world, I heard – about 1,000,000 people buried).

A visit with a great Cuban family – friends of some very good friends (most of you know, or know of, Ombi and Alex – they insisted we go and visit this family). Succulent roast pork, tamales, pasta salad, avocado salad. ¡Que Rico!

From the the sea wall of La Habana.

On the other side of the bay from downtown La Habana, the twin forts of Morro and Cabaña.

Che looks over the Plaza de la Revolución in La Habana.

Downtown Havana. Jo didn't believe me at first. “Look, a blue dog", I had said. Had she misheard me? Was I exaggerating or referring to something other than a living animal? Was I majorly confused or delirious in the heat? Or was there a sad canine to be seen? No, it was a blue dog. Obviously the blue all over the pavement is part of the story – but the sequence of events that ended with a blue dog and a blue pavement are a mystery. If this dog could talk, it would have had a great story. Maybe we should have a story competition?

We snuck out on to the roof to have our first Cuban since arriving in Havana. It was a gift from the restaurant where we dined, so it was probably not an expensive one. It was pretty damn good, still.

Affectionately known as Jurassic Park, many old taxis wait in this stretch of Prado (Paseo de Martí), Havana.

Few and far-between are motorcycles without sidecars in Havana. Often with a spare wheel strapped on the back, and usually ridden with a pillion and one or two passengers in the sidecar, they are a common sight in downtown.

One of the occasional older cars that can be found on the streets of Havana.

A collector's item in most of the world, but an economic necessity in Cuba. Pre-revolution cars of U.S. origin ply the roads.

Apparently Tiffany had a hand in the interior decoration tips of this palace in Havana, now a museum of the revolution.

Some of the taxis are given more love and attention than others.

Beautiful and fairly typical.

Feeling like Jack, of beanstalk fame. Side entrance to Havana's cathedral.

17 metres tall and weighing 49 tons, she's a big bronze woman.