When I arrived in Cuba in February 2001 I found all the pictures I´ve been imagining before. Nevertheless I was absolutely amazed by the openness of the Cubans. Although my spanish is fluent, it took me a few days to fully understand the local dialect. When I did and convinced them that I´m not a gringo there was no halt. I run out of films at the second day. I bought some B/W films at the local seller. Although some of them were far behind their expiry date, it worked.