On my last day in Havana, I managed to get a ride in this marvellous taxi...it was about 8am, the roads were clear and the sun was beaming down although the air was still fresh. Passing the malecon in Habana, the taxi driver slowed down and look out his window...only to discover he had a blow-out, asked if I minded while he change the tyre, I said no problem and made the most of a bad situation to take a few photos. 10 minutes later I was back en route to the city to make the most of my last day