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The day dawned with a cloudy sky and gray winds, as if the weather itself dared to evoke the tragedy of 65 years ago. Since then, the children of Cuba have brought flowers to Camilo Cienfuegos, a revolutionary lost in the mystery of a flight with no return.

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Imagine a little girl who, at six years old, begins attending a ballet school. Studying dance means leaving behind many childhood moments that other children enjoy. Years later, as a scholarship student, she will be far from her family. Then, her professional life will begin in a city distant from home, where she must learn to be independent. How much of this contributes to shaping her character and building a strong, determined woman? We are talking about Regina Balaguer, the director of the Ballet of Camagüey (BC).

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Since childhood, we create unique bonds with our grandparents. They are the ones who make us our favorite food, who pick us up from school every afternoon, or who tell us about the family we never met. My grandmother taught me the songs of her time, she put me to sleep in her arms until I was five years old, and she knew what to cook for the demanding palate of a girl who hardly ate.

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A few months ago, I was walking through the streets of Spain under a merciless sun. The thermometer read 42 degrees, but, curiously, I was barely sweating. Now, back home, the heat feels different. Here, with much lower temperatures, I am on the verge of melting, as if the entire environment conspired to exhaust us not only physically, but also in spirit.

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 I remember the first time I heard the word "mapping." It came from the lips of my boyfriend, a Cuban deeply immersed in the audiovisual world. Over a decade ago, he was dedicated to exploring the nooks and crannies of editing software, trying to master the art of video mapping.

They say that Cuba's forests were once so dense and lush that one could walk from one end of the island to the other under a continuous canopy of shade. However, with the conquest came plunder. For example, Spain began to be built with the quality and resilience of our cedar. Finding a trace of that wood was the main reason that led me to the Royal Monastery of San Lorenzo de El Escorial.

Fidel and his mark on Camagüey

Arriving at the 98th birthday of the leader of the Cuban Revolution, Fidel Castro, his time here is remembered in this region.

 The afternoon sun was scorching the streets and monuments. The line stretched out like a golden serpent, and the thermometers read 35 degrees. In reality, it felt higher. Despite this, we decided to go on July 25th. It wasn’t a Monday or a Friday, but Madrid was celebrating Santiago Apostle Day, the patron saint of Spain. Here, on holidays, museum admission is free, and such an opportunity should never be missed. After half an hour of waiting, the queue started moving, and we entered the Royal Palace.

The truth is that I didn't usually drink so much coffee, just enough to dye the white of that glass of milk at breakfast. My brother was a milkman, who looked like a bottomless pit. His bulging belly button, the size of a peseta, was said to be due to his constant crying, but the truth is that he was insatiable, and as a small, chubby child he managed to assimilate 25 bottles a day.

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