The city was not yet completely awakened, with the haze of the last hours of the early morning, three enamored with the characters of Camagüey and their exciting stories, leave with camera on the shoulder to wait for the sunrise

Thus, from the roof of the old train station: Heri with his camera, Mayito with the television and Jesmir agenda and pen in hand, discover details of the awakening, which the rush of each morning forces us to lose.

The passage of a freight train and its 7-minute stop on the Santa Rosa cruise delays me, I arrive in a hurry and my colleagues have outspread the equipment, like a fugitive and helped by the night watchman, who is already our accomplice, I go out the window that faces the roof and I run down the eaves of the canal, Uf, I’m already at the highest point of the deck next to the artists.

At 6.20 AM the first reddish threads begin to embroider between the eastern clouds, facing the birth of Finlay Avenue, the first rays of the sun are marked on the lens, 30 minutes of sequence leave us an idea of ​​how our city dawns  .  These will be part of the images of the new production of the team, which will soon give you a television chronicle with a unique life story.  Soon we will put it at your disposal.

 Translated into English by José Carlos García Cruz