“Welcome to Cuba!”
With those warm words, my first Cuban contact, a thoroughly competent Havana Approach controller, vectored me for the ILS at Havana’s Jose Marti International Airport. He handed me off with, “Contact tower 118.1, have a good stay.”
Meanwhile, airliners were holding in the clag offshore as five American single-engine airplanes slid down the glide slope on that hard-IFR morning.
Havana Tower’s first words were, “Welcome to Havana. Cleared ILS Runway 6, maintain 2,000 til established.” So much welcome already. I was going to like this place.
I liked it even better when 13,000 feet of runway lights and actual ground appeared out of the gloom at 800 feet. We’d had a heck of an hour-long ride from Key West, with heavy precip and impressive turbulence the whole way. [Read more…]