I met Benilde while lost in these streets (until this point I thought I had everything down...this experience humbled me greatly). Looking dazed and confused, Benilde and his girlfriend had to approach me twice before I gave in, and they took my map and asked me where I needed to go.
By now we're conversing (my broken Spanish helping me a lot here). When I told him that I am from the UK he was quick to mention that he's been to Edinburgh on tour and he loved the UK and has a photographer friend based out there. By now I discovered that Benilde is a trumpeter and tours with his band, mainly in Cuba, and where opportunities allow, outside of the island. While walking we realise that I was staying near his home and he noticed my camera around my neck. He invited me over to capture the city from his point of view.
From being lost to laughing with his mum as she showed me pictures of him from when he was a child, drinking tea and learning more about rumba/son Cubano, that evening took its own turn, and I was just participating in what was one of the most random yet entertaining encounters of my whole trip.