In 2005, my spouse and I sneaked over to Cuba from the USA via Cancun. I always wanted to see it, plus it was kind of a forbidden-fruit type of trip. Everything went great.
Once we got back home, we discovered that my cousin had been over there at the same time with her husband on their honeymoon. Like us, they had been low-key about it, so none of us knew about the others beforehand.
While there. We walked by plenty of portraits, and sometimes a bust, of people like José Martí, Fidel Castro, and Lenin. Not a single one of them rolled its eyes, hissed, or tried to touch us inappropriately.
In the pic below, we went to a book fair in Havana. We were so disappointed that the one in the pic kept blocking our camera view of the books. 😁
A friend of mine from high school posted on Facebook a beautiful pic of cyclists riding along the Malecón in Havana, Cuba. She made the comment, “looks beautiful, but just off to the side, it’s total devastation.”
I thought “what does she know, she’s never been there” (I have). I searched her profile and discovered that indeed she had been there with a mission trip from her church.
I’m thinking that they probably lied to travel like that to Cuba from the USA. I don’t know. If I worked for the Cuban government, I would have sent their asses packing. lol. Keep your religious agenda at home, gringos.
I decided it was not worth interacting with her. I know she’s pretty far gone.
Anyway, my thinking:
— every country in the world pretties up for the international camera
— every country in the world has pretty areas and messed up ones
— let’s talk about how Cuba survives at all with all the sanctions it has to deal with
I went to Cuba in 2005 as a tourist. As a tourist, I can never see that much or really know how things are, but comparing it to other places I’ve been in the world, I just didn’t see much that was out of line or odd. I was impressed. I stayed with friends part of the time and covered a lot of distance.