There are so few cars in Cuba's capital that it is possible to cross the Malecon, the once bustling seafront promenade, without looking.
At night, the narrow cobbled streets of Old Havana are enveloped in inky black, devoid of power and virtually deserted.
After a seven-month-long US fuel embargo and rolling power cuts, locals joke that they are sick of seeing the stars.
There are occasional stirrings in the shadows.
Rake-thin men, their shorts …
There are so few cars running on the Malecon, the iconic seafront of the Cuban capital, that it has become useless to look through it.Every night, the narrow cobblestone streets of Old Havana plunge into the city.