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All right folks, I confess: the first night in Havana I got lost!
It was already night and I did not know how to get back to my hotel
I was on the outskirts of Havana, on the seafront, the "Malecon".
It was all dark, the streets had no lighting
At one point I decided to throw myself in the middle of the road and stop a car.
This guy stopped and took me back to my hotel for five dollars.