In 2003, I went to Cuba and had the trip of my dreams. Actually, quite literally. I dreamed of going there so badly, that I started to look on Craigslist for a job opportunity that would take me to Cuba. Not long into my search, I saw an ad for a photographer to go to Cuba for a travel website. I write to them, my hands shaking with excitement, and said, “while you are perusing applications, I’ll be packing my bags.” There was no way I was not going to get that opportunity.
With that conviction, could I really not get it? I went, fell in love with the country, and have always ached to go back. That is, until last December.
To my delight, and what I consider to be another fateful opportunity, I was hired to help acclaimed photographer Jeremy Woodhouse teach a travel photography workshop. Equally as special as the first time, his people-focused workshops brought us unto peoples’ homes and lives, and allowed us to create meaningful photos. It was such a treat to be a part of, and I’m very happy to be returning to Cuba with him and a new gang in March.