Most mornings we wanted to sleep in, but each morning the house we were staying in felt like it was literally coming alive…the houses are packed tightly in Havana, and vibrations from cars on the street, music from the neighbors, … Most of the buildings are constructed in a 50′s style communist fashion…lots of concrete and strange building layouts, water towers that looks like UFOs, and in general a somewhat sad state of upkeep which gives me a somewhat sobering …