When Jessica and five of her friends came up with the idea of taking a trip together, I’ll admit—I was a little hesitant. Sending six small-town girls off into the world on their own? Not a chance. Thankfully, three other moms felt the same way, and before long we had all hopped onboard with the planning.
Our destination: Cuba. Affordable, beautiful, and famous for its beaches, it quickly won the vote. For most of us, it was our very first time flying to another continent, which made the trip feel like an adventure from the very first day.
And what an adventure it was.
We got a glimpse of life in a third-world country—one that is also communist. Even though we stayed at a “resort,” conditions sometimes felt rustic, reminding us how different daily life is for those who call Cuba home. But what the country lacked in luxury, it more than made up for in beauty and heart.
We spent hours—hours!—on those stunning beaches. Napping in the sun, playing volleyball, sipping mocktails, and then resting some more (because, really, isn’t that the whole point?). We explored caves and swam in their refreshing waters. We wandered through the streets of Havana, browsed markets, and enjoyed an authentic Cuban restaurant that was unlike anything at home.
But more than anything, we’ll remember the people. The warmth, the kindness, the way they embraced our girls. Resort workers like Angel and George, along with our wonderful tour guide (Roger) and chauffeur (Alfredo), quickly became our favorites—faces and names we won’t forget.
Cuba gave us more than just a vacation. It gave us perspective, laughter, and memories stitched together with sand, sunshine, and friendship. I’m forever grateful we got the chance to experience another world. A beautiful, beautiful world. 🌴☀️
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