I didn’t take any footage on the night we swam in volcanic hot springs by candlelight. Or the night we taught the Macarena at Fábrica de Arte Cubano. But I took just enough to keep me remembering how magical this little pocket of the world is.
I can’t possibly put into words how thankful I am for this trip. And for the people that inspired me, challenged me, and ran wild with me along the way.