Flying Cigar – A Cigar Travel Blog

Every time I am in Cuba, a visit to Hector Luis’ farm and lunch there with his family and staff is a must-do and much awaited event for me. He had just collected most of this year’s harvest, and a good one it was he told me. 120.000 plants, half shade and half sun grown. Read more…

The day before we left to spend a few days at Hector Luis’ farm Cuban friends informed us of the Paris terror attacks. Yannick and I were totally disconnected from information in Havana so we decided to spend an hour the next day at the Melia Cohiba cigar lounge to watch the terrible news with Read more…

It was good to get out of Havana, the heat, the humidity, the masses and the putrid smell of a pony-tailed cigarette chain-smoking fuked-up Obra Completa faked-up “expert” box code YYZ HDP ( now that is for educated cigar smokers to decipher … 😉 The wind was rushing and I was chatting – so I Read more…

Next time I hear the pope is visiting Havana I will cancel my trip there. Too many places were closed due to his visit, like my favourite night-spot Espacios and many others, and we are talking closed for a week, not just for the 2 days the pope spent in Havana. Even the fishermen could Read more…

To end my series of posts on my recent Cuba trip here is a picture gallery. From lunch at Santy’s, a short day trip to Varadero, Mary the housemaid who’d smoke a cigar with me at breakfast, humidors at Partagas, smoking with friends, a cafecito with Carlos at Robainas farm, smoking at Club Habana with Read more…

  Again the morning was filled with silence and the only sounds were the natural sounds of a farm. After breakfast that included the very rich and tasty Mamey, life started, staff came slowly into view and the daily routine began around mid-day. Miguel would start rolling, the bar would be prepared and visitors would Read more…

Quiet overcast and humid Sunday on the farm, so I decided to take a tour with Osmany, one of Hector’s staff and father of the young lady tendering the bar, a very friendly man as all of Hector’s staff and most guajiros I know are. We left with no hurry and drove to nearby San Read more…