In the Cuban countryside humble, hardworking men live, hardened by the time and the battles waged, family men that learned to take fruits from the land. Many are their jobs, great and funny their stories.

On 61-A Gerardo Medina street of the city of Pinar del Río, José Roque (Pepe) shares his love for baseball and for the local team in a very exclusive way. La Beisbolera restaurant-bar-cafeteria becomes an option that not only offers gastronomic proposals, but an approach to the culture of the national sport.

Undoubtedly, the boulevard of Consolación de Sur is no longer a place to pass by, it is now a spot of mandatory enjoyment.

Over 60 years, is easily said, but to live it is a complicated process. How many moments of significance, joy, disappointment. Many say that it is the people who turn life complicated, but still it is an adventure that demands the utmost of everyone.

Wine, as ancient as gastronomy or agriculture, has now a space in the city of Pinar del Río.
Located on Gerardo Medina street, the recent opening offers a scale of local brands and from other territories of the country, and some imports are expected to join the collection.

People always celebrate February 14th, Saint Valentine’s Day, the day of love, but actually love is lived everyday, it is enjoyed, built every morning, every second. We share these images today in which love and care are explicit because there is no exact date to celebrate the great feelings of life. Happy Valentine!

Everybody leaves a mark. No matter the circumstance, the person or the profession. To leave a trace means that a legacy will endure beyond limits, barriers and diversity of thinking, it will mark the life of people.

The exhibition Otra vez (Again) is more than just art. It is to take out pieces that belong to the collection of the Art Museum of Pinar del Rio, and create a different speech based on the original assembly of Juan Carlos Rodríguez and Orlando Mireles.

The community Hoyo del Guamá, located about six miles of the city of Pinar del Rio, barely appears on the map. But the reality of its existence is different. The quiet of the village, the humbleness of its people, its natural landscapes, make of it a forgotten paradise, perfect to enjoy of its silence.

Rejoicing returns to the school after the New Year’s break. The halls are full of anxious parents, bags, bikes. But in the countryside, in the true heart of the country, quietness floods the small classrooms with its silence.