Between Playa and Vedado there is one of those magical places that make you stop and look even for a moment.
Even if you are in a hurry and life shakes you with its continuous coming and going. First came the boats. I'm not used to seeing them and, poetically, they seemed like very large and peaceful swans to me. Then it was a kind of dome that could be seen in the distance, giving the illusion of being on the water, and that kept me for a long time trying to analyze what it could be.
I'm talking about the Iron Bridge that serves as a pedestrian crossing in the aforementioned direction. A place that those who go to Havana, and are not only looking for the great tourist symbols, should visit with camera in hand.
