Posted on 05/05/2003 8:26:02 AM PDT by Cincinatus' Wife
Exactly. However, you'll always get flamed here for going to Cuba for any reason.
I went in '99 with a few friends...we bought a package from a travel agent in FL with connections, had good hotel rooms in gracious old hotel + breakfast at good prices. I did not feel ripped off at all. Other than room and brekkie, we were on our own, free to take taxis, walk all over the place, talk to anyone we met, take Cuban (not tourist) busses to every part of the country. While the Castro-istas left us alone, they did keep an eye on us. I climbed into a taxi in Havana and the driver immediately radioed in saying that he had "the Americana" in his cab. LOL!
Every Cuban we met absolutely loved Americans. You cannot believe the hugs I got just from people I met on the street. I went off on my own to have my own experience. I even struck up conversations with a few of those armed guards that stand on every corner. They were surprised to be approached, but were wreathed with smiles when we talked.
We hired a couple of guys for a day, the drove us around in ollllllld Chevie. One spoke excellent English. They had mucho fear about getting caught with us, did not want to drive into certain areas of town where party leaders lived, and gave us a very good picture of Cuban life. It's horrible!
I saw one of those fellows again and again, he introduced me to his family and friends, took me up on rooftops where we could talk and told me he hated Castro and so did everyone else. "If we only had guns, he'd have been dead decades ago." My friend was 26 and felt he still "had a chance" at a life.. Another fellow, 42, said it was too late for him. All Cubans seemed to use that terminology...I may still have a chance, or it's too late, depending on when Castro might die. So sad.
No one we met in Cuba toed the party line. But you could recognize those who did....they wore wonderful outfits, were well-fed, and had those invincible cocaine eyes....There were not many of them, but whenever we ran into them, our Cuban friends would hush us..."not so loud."
My young friend showed me his homing pigeons...he'd named them Freedom, Liberty, Peace....I'll never forget his love for those birds who could achieve what he perhaps never will....
I wish more Americans would visit Cuba the way you and I did. The people need every little taste of freedom they can get, even by proxy. And Americans need to know how rotten communism is. They'll never learn that on those official tours. Or from watching CNN.
The three friends I went with were very far leftie liberals, and they were stunned at the horrible conditions in Cuba. A lot of rethinking took place on that trip.
I hated Cuba. And I loved Cuba and the Cubans. I'd move there in a NY minute if Castro and the commies were finally tossed into ocean.
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