Cuba in a nutshell (Cuba Part 3)

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Love at first sight (Cuba Part 2)

"It is very hard for Cubans to go to Canada. We could get a work visa, but the based way to immigrate into Canada would be through marriage. But you know I want to find love. Like love at first sight. Forgive me for saying this but you are beautiful. And you have such a nice body. You know I am a personal trainer so I like girls with nice bodies. Now don't be mad at me, but you have very nice legs, just very nice legs. So, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes"

"Well next time you come, divorce your boyfriend and come back to Cuba"

And that was my conversation with the Pilates guy. This is the paraphrased version, considering we talked for a little over an hour. It only started to get this personal [and uncomfortable] closer to the end... then I left.

But you know which Cuban boy I did really like? Our server. He was the sweetest guy! And he was just so cute. We had some nice moments together... mostly of me being a complete idiot. Also it was really funny because he could hardly speak any English, and well, the only Spanish words I know are: "Ola" and "Gracias". During our last dinner in Cuba, he served us one last time. We then said goodbye, I told him about France, and he said that next time I come he'll learn some French for me. Who knows maybe I will see him again, but he really was just the nicest person.

He handed me a souvenir before I left. It is a little notepad that has a picture of a sunset on the front, but it is the back of it that is the most special. 

I made a good friend in Cuba. Her name is Anna, Russian, from Montreal. Hopefully I'll be visiting her this summer. I spent most of the vacation with her. 

We also met some other met other Russians as well (wait no technically they were Ukrainians), and they were a pain in the ass, not just for us, but for any worker on the resort. Oh those poor Cubans. "The Ukrainians" - this was their nickname around the resort, it was a mom, her two daughters, and one grand-daughter - had a complain almost every hour of the day, and every day they met with a manager to voice their complaint, and every day we heard them rant about their problems. These people were so loud in general, but when they complain they get even louder. By about half way through their stay, the entire resort knew them as the "loud Ukranians". Now it is different if you complain about big problems, but they complained about things like - mosquitoes, the weather, not getting in the full buffet at the time that they want to (god forbid they miss a minute of the 8:30 show). Yeah stupid things like that. It was ridiculous. Anyways enough about that. 

My mom and I had a wonderful stay! I want to go back so badly. Hopefully soon... you know, after France. 

My mama and I in the ocean

This was during one of the "club" nights. The guy next to me was one of the entertainers (the best entertainers) at the resort. The blonde next to him is Anna, and the girl next to her is a girl we met from Argentina. 

If only I could go back <3

One more blog post about Cuba to come. 

Welcome to Paradise (Cuba Part 1)

Wake up at 2:15am, plane leaves at 7:30am. Thank goodness my mom woke up before me, because silly me decided to put my alarm clock at 2:00pm..

I had probably only slept about 3 hours, but I didn’t even care. I was so excited to finally get to the airport and get out of Canada and country life.

My mom and I arrived at the Santa Clara airport at around 12pm. We were freezing in the airplane with the air conditioning. Once we got off it, took a step into the sunlight, we were overtaken by humid, hot air. It was such a shock at first I thought I couldn’t breath for the first 10 seconds. We went through immigration pretty quickly, the people are pretty nice there. Especially considering the very foolish move I did:

Person at immigration: how old are you?

Me: shoot.. How old am I…. 19… wait no… I am 23… well 23 in October, so I am 22.

Embarrassing…

After the airport we climbed onto our bus, drove 2 hours across Cuba to our resort – Melia Las Dunas. Driving through Cuba you get to see the tiny, run-down houses that the locals live in. Their “wildlife” (aka horses, cows, and cats) were all so skinny you could see the rib cage of every animal. But now matter all of this, I was sort of jealous of their simple lives. Here in our first-world counties we have no lives. We depend so much on technology we do not even realize how we are not living our lives through our human bodies, instead we live it through our iPhones, laptops, instagrams, twitters, facebook… It is really sad. Better not get off-track here, we’ll save this discussion for another post.

Our resort was beautiful! Palm trees, ocean breeze, fantastic food, great entertainment, and a hell of a lot of dancing. It did rain for the first 3.5 days of our stay, but its warm rain so it really does not bother me (better than snow).

For these 3 days of rain I found new friends (mostly Russian), we learned Salsa, Meranguias (sp?), some sort of Zumba, and just had a whole bunch of fun. The food was amazing… wait no, the FRUIT was amazing!! I am so obsessed with passion fruit after this trip, I ate a minimum of 3 full plates of it every day/ when it was available. I had also tried coconut water right from a coconut for the first time! I must say it does not even compare to the ones in the can. The canned coconut water is disgusting. I made a mistake of trying it one time, it was awful.

Well I think that will be it for now. I’ll write up a Part 2 for tomorrow. Look forward to love, marriage, proposals, and friendships that will hopefully last [forever].