Well as I like to refer to it... I just 'got back' from Cuba.... what an experience... I am not sure if I can really get what the place was like onto the page here but I will try and will edit this post when more things come to mind.
Oh before I start.. Check out Nick's post on Cuba and all the responses...stirred up a real hornets nest he did...
http://hoist-the-spinnaker.blogspot.com/2005/06/cuba-cuba-cuba-cuba.html#comments As I say talking about politics is like talking about religion...A Christian is always a Christian and a Right Wing Hack is always a right wing hack.. so why do evangelists even bother to try??? Guess they like thinking about how 'right' they are... and what better way than to tell someone else about how wrong they are!!!!! Gotta love arrogance!!! Me I am a postmodernist...can't go wrong there... i.e. everything is right and everything is wrong at the same time... perfect.... "Life is but a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves...."
The details of our tripWe arrived in Habana in the middle of the night as our plane was held on the runway in Panama for a few hours due to a massive electrical storm, I was actually surprised that we took off at all, it was really intense. We got to our Casa Particular at 1am and were lucky to be let in, it took many a ring on the bell to wake Ramiro's (the owner - can you really own houses here... well that's a whole other story) mother. Once up the next day I went exploring and proceeded to learn the first lesson of Cuba... now I thought (stupidly I admit) that given this is a socialist/communist country that everyone would be nice and giving, given that is the central tenant of an egalitarian state... well I was wrong! I got ripped off on a foreign exchange transaction and coaxed into buying overpriced cigars as I was lured into a local’s house at 8am on a Sunday morning. I could hardly say no to buying a box of 25 Cubanos whilst in a house in a place I didn't know speaking to two big black dudes in Spanish.... well we learn. I also learnt that I am a wog big time... everyone there thought I was either Italian or Argentinean (there you go Jess we can't deny that 1/8th blood line...). The rest of the time in Habana (3 days) involved just walking around getting a feel for the place, almost getting ripped off a few more times. Habana is a city that must have been great and beautiful at sometime in the past (ironically probably during it's Colonial period...) but it is in decay now.... And all I could ask was why don't they just paint there houses the place would look a whole lot better!!!!! Later I would realise that the money for paint just ain't available.....
After Habana we got a car (with locals) to Cienfuegos and later onto Trinidad where we found the greatest place on the beach in a little town called La Boca. It rained a lot of the time there but that didn't matter as it really hasn’t rained at all on this journey and fresh tropical rain and thunder storms were a welcome change. Everyday there we managed to either ride a bike or walk or run a million miles... I am not sure why we did this but we loved it all the same... check out the blisters on my feet in the photo gallery!!!! Managed to have a killer night out in Trinidad, which resulted in me ranting about revolutions and why I thought Cuba had failed etc.... Lesson learnt, Lucas no longer talks of politics when drunk....
Then headed to Santiago de Cuba and basically got rained out the whole time.... meant time to read, write and think.... man I have had too much time to think.... If you read my journal you would understand what I mean! We met a lovely Finnish girl who we hung out with for a couple of days... being with someone who has not been traveling for a long period of time give Nick and I a good dose of reality and an insight into how insane we have become over the past five months....'only a traveler knows the feeling!' would be an apt term to describe us at the moment...
Then it was into trucks to find the more difficult, possibly more economical, way to Baracoa on the east coast.... Man I almost got in a fight with the bus guy, who tried to charge us $US12 each to sit in a packed bus for 4hrs.... well after consultation with all members of the bus we came to an agreement... sorted I guess.... bloody hell, sometimes it's easier to take the tourist bus, in comfort and away from conflict, but then I would never learn anything...
Baracoa was a ball.... Although we did end up getting trapped there for a few extra days due to there being extensive power cuts, hence we couldn’t get money out, hence we couldn’t buy a bus ticket, pay for accommodation etc.... Also got to stay on the beach for a few days, 'illegally', but the money we paid to the locals would have been a great help although I dare say they were running a pretty serious risk of getting arrested... seeing this made me realise how desperate the money situation is here... risking jail for like $US50...hmm something doesn’t add up.... But we were covert and ensured that they did not have to deal with the police, although we did come close a few times... So it was beach, great seafood (REALLY GREAT!!!!) and more time to read and yes you guessed it.... think! Well I think I have psycho analysed myself to death now.... conclusion I am mildly insane, suffer from extreme bouts of self doubt but am in general a pretty good guy with good prospects for the future.... If only I didn't think too much....
After Baracoa it was an all night bus trip to Santa Clara to see Che's grave... well where his remains are after they were returned from Bolivia in 1997, some 30 years after his death! Bus was tourist this time as we thought it simply not worth it to fight with bus drivers again.... Santa Clara was a quick over night stay and then our first train on our trip.... Man 9hrs to travel 260km.... that's efficient, but it was comfortable enough... so no real complaints here, although we were charged 24 times the local price for the train by this time I was happy to pay.... By now I have really got a feel for the desperate economic situation of the country and a few bucks from me will help them more than a big mac meal will help me.....
Then back to Habana for a final two days and yes by now I was looking forward to 'getting back' to the 'other world' ie a world in which not everything is difficult.... Managed to cut sick with my Spanish whilst walking around town alone.... I find when I am alone and have to speak Spanish I actually can... kinda like getting chucked into the ocean... you swim or die! Also didn't get fooled by people trying to rip me off.... although now I was almost tempted to get deliberately fooled to help them out and give them the money they need.... but my bank balance aint so hot and the Aussie dollar aint either and I am heading to pound territory soon.....
Then plane and Cancun.... and don't get me started on this place.... a whole different planet... kinda like the Gold Coast except full of Yanks not Japanese and.... grgrrgrgr man do I feel poor... In Cuba I was the rich man and here I am the poor man, bloody young americans with all their money from investments exploiting people in countries like we have visited in South America..... Anyways that post is for another day....
Rest assured I am well (although my bowls haven't completely removed the 5c ice creams of Cuba!) and ready to hit Central America.... although I could handle a cold winter weekend in Bundy... maybe next year hey!?
Thoughts on CubaFirstly communism my fellow comrades is dead, yes it is sad to say but seeing Cuba was like seeing the final death throws of mans final attempt at making a society that was fair to all. Why did it die? Well I have many ideas on this topic, the first would be that most people are selfish bastards and just don't like sharing hence a society based on completely equalising wealth just can't work as people want more than their next door neighbour...grrrrr. Also the United States has alot to answer in relation to this issue as well. Once the Soviet Union collapsed Cuba was devastated all the soviet markets for their products disappeared over night... with no foreign exchange earnings they couldn’t get any cash and hence could not import anything. The bloody US won’t let anyone trade with Cuba so the only money they get is from tourism... like ALL their money..... as you can imagine that is not much given that Cuba has been an agriculturally based economy (mainly sugar)... essentially Cuba is unemployed and their is no international dole cheque for them to pick up..... Since then Cubans in general have given up and you can tell…. They don’t appear to be interested in work… and when the power goes off they just chill out or go home…. They don’t seem overly phased about it…. Acceptance of these failings of the state lets them continue into the future and become more prevalent.
I have read alot of Che's works whilst being here and it appears that it was all based on some really great, although rather idealistic, ideas... it just didn't work out in the long run.... I have to wonder if all those people back at home wearing all those Che T-shirts know what it was really on about…. Hmmm I doubt it and I also doubt they would want to live here either… but hey in the western world it is very easy to be happy in your ignorance…. I think Che was a bit too extreme and had way too much faith in people…. People in general don’t care about much except getting fed and having a family…. Struggles to ensure equality and justice is reserved for only a few… and unfortunately this few is never enough to fight imperialism…. Money and power is always more attractive than truth and fairness….
Cuba is a real bastard of a country to try and do anything in. Getting ripped off by locals seeking extra cash is common and you really can't trust anyone. Which is a shame as the few who we got to know and got to trust are really great people with great ideas… just seems they are a bit trapped by the system…. But what could the solution be? Obviously if (when…) the US takes over they will turn it into another Cancun or some other money spinner for US financial interests …. Yes the people will have more money but their culture will die and another part of the world will become the same as the US…which any sensible person will agree is a tragedy….The endless destruction of cultural diversity that the US has caused worldwide…. Man and these people wonder why much of the world hates them, calls them the ‘great evil’ and then attacks them. Personally I am surprised the attacks aren’t bigger and more frequent… but as I said most people aren’t interested in this sort of stuff… and that is how countries like the US get away with it, apathy of the general population… Why were Che and Fidel great people (I use the term loosely here…)? Cause they got the people to give a damn and fight for their rights…. We need more of that today. But given and Cuba has lost it is there really any hope for the future… And how would we really stage a revolution against a system that essentially is our whole world…. Do we cut off our nose to spite our face or accept the way things are and take pleasure from the small things cause from where I sit the big picture is pretty grim and getting worse by the day…
Sorry to be so glum but the world really is a mess… turn the TV off and get out here to where the other 5.5 billion people live and you will know that this is the case and hey I have only seen 0.5 billion to date, once I hit Asia…. And then, bloody hell, Africa!!!! Man am I going to be depressed and have an extreme reproach for the way man can treat his fellows the world over…. But once I know the problem only then can I start working on a solution…. Maybe another Great Flood would help… but who would God save??? Is anyone really worthy??? Not me, not by a long shot….. ARE YOU???