February 19th, 2013

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oops!

I got the dates wrong for our bus tickets from Baracoa to Santiago and then to Camaguey, so we took a 1950 Chevy (with a Mercedes diesel engine) the whole way.
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What Jane had to say about Cuba... My wife is amazing.

"Cuba- the land of contradictions and constant struggle:

Where eclectic neoclassic meets art nouveau, with Moorish forts and island shacks

Where hip tourist restaurants and hotels abut skeletal ragtag apartments

Where dining consists of heaping plates of fresh tropical fruits (mangos, bananas, guava, guayaba, oranges, papaya) mystery meat, and sawdust bread rolls.

Where butter comes from Wisconsin, all milk is dried, and beef is forbidden

Where every child’s birthday is tomorrow

Where privileged bureaucrats and those working in the tourist sector do fine, while others speak endlessly and angrily about the growing economic struggle and eek by on $12/month and $20 worth of national subsidies

Where Che’s political cronies who were rewarded with palatial ersatz palaces with chandeliers and reproduction figurines, now take in boarders

Where proper old conservatively dressed women, obliviously wear rolling stones tee-shirts

Where pristine beaches are ringed with bright plastic flotsam

Where music is everywhere, and hips always sway

Where teachers and medical personnel are traded for oil and other resources, leaving Cuba devoid

Where Santeria idols hide behind Catholic santos, and priests dance bare-footed in fresh goat blood

Where homeopathy, acupuncture and Reiki are available, and antibiotics unavailable

Where the women have Barbie bodies and luscious walnut skin/hair/eyes

Where tourists recline in frigid tourist buses, while locals travel soldier style, in standing room only trucks with canvas sides

Where mosquitos, butterflies and birds are eerily absent, and caged canaries reside on every patio wall"

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Santaria

So many times during this trip I had Jane to thank for spotting an opportunity. We were wandering away from the center of Baracoa when she pointed out two guys butchering a goat. Cool photo op, I thought. They noticed us and waved us over, right into a Santaria ritual.

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