Vintage automobiles.  Architecture with Spanish and French undertones.  More vintage automobiles.  Caribbean colors – sometimes bright, sometimes pastel.  Even more vintage automobiles.  Cigars, rum, dominoes, the Buena Vista Social Club.  Did I mention vintage automobiles? As a photographer going on a cultural exchange program to Cuba, these were some of my visual expectations.  And why not?  I’d done my homework.  I’d looked at plenty of web sites featuring pictures of Cuba.  I’d been to other Caribbean islands and Central and South American countries.  I’m familiar with the Latino culture.  I’m also familiar with group tours, which are the current standard if you’re an American from the United States travelling to Cuba.  Group tours include being hurried along, but at least I wasn’t with a whole bunch of other photographers all vying for the same subject and scaring away the wildlife. I was not disappointed.  For me, Cuba was photographic heaven, a subject around every corner, down every alley.  I got plenty of pictures of vintage automobiles to add to my portfolio.  I got plenty of pictures of beautiful façades with intricate iron work.  I even got plenty of pictures of “posers” - people in various get-ups posing with cigars that...