We went in style to Trinidad with our friends,
Rebecca & Dov on m/v Blue Compass.
We wanted to spend an entire day and have dinner in Trinidad however our
taxi driver did not want to drive back in the dark. His excuse was that the crabs are coming down
the mountain at this time of year and crossing the road to lay their eggs along
the seashore. He did not want to crush
the crabs and have crab meat all over his car.
I really thought this was a lame excuse until I saw all the crab guts squished
in the pavement on our way to Trinidad.
And, some of the crabs were already crossing the road, way before sunset,
so we had to dodge those !!!!
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OUR RIDE FROM CIENFUEGOS TO TRINIDAD |
There is no progress in Cuba. Work is done as it was 75 years ago. There are no farm machines and labor is done
mostly manually. Cubans have to rely on
themselves to build or repair whatever they have. We once saw a man mow is lawn which he
obviously built with parts he found here and there.
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TYPICAL MODE OF TRANSPORTATION |
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CUBA'S WILD WEST |
I am going to quote what our friends Dov
& Rebecca wrote in their blog because honestly, I could not have written
any better and it reflects what I feel and what I’ve experienced. Thank you Rebecca & Dov for allowing me
to quote you.
“There
is no equality of experience, there is little similarity in lifestyle, and the
key thing, there is a huge gap in aspirations.
The Cubans cannot pull themselves up from being poor. It is simply not possible in the Castro Bros. worker’s paradise socialist/communist
dictatorship. But, and this is very sad,
if they befriend a foreign tourist, maybe the foreign tourist will help
them. And that is exactly what happens. The tourists who become friendly with a few
locals, eventually start to donate things to them. We met one tourist who brings 3 or 4 bicycles
with him every time he returns to the resort and he gives them to his ‘friends’
in the Marea Del Portillo. We met
another who gave a Cuban enough money to rebuild his home after a hurricane
some years ago 0 enough money means the equivalent of about $300. (actually back then it was still forbidden
for Cubans to have foreign money, so the tourist brought an air compressor from
Canada, which the Cuban traded for lumber and other building material. Nowadays money would be fine….the government
is allowing Cubans to great tourists as ‘fair game’.
There
is an interesting corollary to all this.
Cubans have a reputation of being very nice, and treating tourists very
well. This is completely true (and
really nice !), but as we sadly found out, this only occurs where there is an
expectation of getting money (or equivalent) in return. When we were in non-touristed towns, we were
ignored. When we were in touristed
towns, we were given lots of attention.
As we understood more and more of the system, we realized that Cubans
were giving attention to the tourists in the hope of finding a tourist who
would become their ‘Sugar Daddy’. In
effect, Cubans have become sophisticated beggars, without even realizing
it. And they are doing this with the
Castro Bros. approval. Then years ago,
it was essentially forbidden to talk to tourists. Now it is perfectly fine. It’s all very very sad.”
That being said, I
felt the need to give as much as I could, whether they ask for something or not
or if they just wanted to trade. Their
government allows them to have so little.
However, sadly, I know our encounter will not develop into a
relationship. But that’s ok, I
understand.
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CENTRAL PARK |
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OFF THE BEATEN PATH |
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THE NEIGHBORHOOD |
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TOURIST RESTAURANT. NOTICE HOW MUCH MORE BEAUTIFUL THIS BUILDING IS COMPARED TO PEOPLE'S HOMES |
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NOTICE THE PROPAGANDA BILLBOARD BEHIND THE SCHOOL CHILDREN |
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I TOOK THIS PICTURE NOT BECAUSE OF HIT BUTT CRACK BUT THIS PLACE IS FOR MEN TO UNITE AND PLAY CHEST |