Welcome to Havana

Arriving through HAV puts you in Havana, and Havana is colonial stone, revolutionary theater, crumbling modernism, music, sea spray, and daily improvisation strong enough to keep vintage machinery functioning through sheer collective will. Skip the beige layover mentality: pay attention, behave like a guest, and leave enough room for the destination to dismantle whatever tidy plan survived baggage claim.

Closest Weird Shit

Look beyond the obvious for old fortifications, cemeteries, Afro-Cuban and Jewish history, revolutionary sites, abandoned-looking theaters, art-deco and modernist architecture, and the Malecón’s storm memory. This is the material that explains the place after the postcard has stopped trying.

Access and services change, buildings can be unstable, and military, government, port, police, and airport photography is restricted. Ask before portraits and avoid poverty-as-texture tourism.

Best Photo Spots

The strongest frames come from weathered facades, approved interiors, Malecón storms, old cemeteries with respect, street life with consent, and harbor forts. Early or late light usually provides better color and fewer opportunities for the weather to make fun of you.

Ask before portraits, respect restricted sites and working communities, and keep drones clear of HAV and protected areas.