Actually I wanted to stay clear of cigar and tobacco photographs, of those overspontaneous cuban salsa dancing in the streets with tourists applauding and the romantic chevrolets cruises that are promised in the travel brochures. But when I cycled from Trinidad down to the chilly beaches of Ancón, I suddenly recognized some quite busy activites in a building nearby. I peered through the fly screens and there it was: a very lovely and inviting cigar manufacture.
