Slogan at the crocodile farm |
Finca la Vigía, the villa of
Hemingway
Definitely unforgettable was our visit to
the place, where Hemingway had spent most of his time in Cuba and where
his best books had been written. Everything speaks of his easygoing,
adventuresome nature, probably the main reason he fall in love with Cuba
at the first sight. There are 8000 books in the house, a lot of bottles of
spirits (he was quite heavy drinker), trophies of African safaris, pieces
of artworks. He used to type his novels standing, using a small typewriter.
His famous boat, Pilar is also exhibited in the garden, the boat which was
used for marlin fishing and the captain of which was Gregorio Fuentes, the
old man of "The old man and the sea".
A group of pupils in uniform, pioneers,
were playing in the garden and I was struck to see the toy of my childhood
in the hands of Cuban boys: the spinning top. One of the boys was a real
expert, an artist of the game, could force the toy to jump up on the palm
of his hand, spinning there. Unbeatable champion! I liked him.
The
crocodile farm and the Indian village
A combined trip took us to the crocodile
farm and the Indian village. The crocodiles to me were of medium size but
I would not like to fall pray to any of them. A not very "human"
demonstration was going on when we arrived to the place, but it was
laughingly stupid, that a communist slogan served as background to the
scene.
We were then taken by boat to the
marshland-island, where an imitation of the ones existing Indian village
can be studied. It was a sad picture for me,reminded the complete
annihilation of a nation and it was absolutely commercialized. The
naturearound is beautiful, it compensates you for the not-so-exciting
village.
The
waterfall
Where was it, is it? Some 40 kms from
Havana towards what? Varadero? Yes, I believe so. Nice place, a small
restaurant, a small bridge, narrow lane, trees that close the heaven, some
big stones and you are below a nice waterfall and at a miniature lake.
Four-five ladies have just finished bathing in the cold water (22-23 deg.
of C, awfully cold) and made the first steps towards us. They spoke
English. American ladies living in Spain. The eldest of them asked us,
what language do we speak? Ah, Hungarian, I supposed Finnish. (Not the
first case, Finnish is close to Hungarian and better known, therefore
Hungarian is often mistaken for Finnish). Somehow Iraq came up and they
agreed, that the war would be a stupidity. A few minutes later I found
them at a kind of ant's nest, searching for the insects with a stick. What
is this? - asked me the curious lady. Insects - I replied - but you will
be eaten up, if you disturb them, as it is with human beings. They were
surprised, looked at me with wide eyes, then understood, what I meant and
left in silence. The narrow stream, flowing from the lake serves as a
resting place for people from Havana. Groups are bathing, making barbecue,
eating, drinking, enjoying themselves as if they lived in a democratic
country. Nice and sad.
Península de Zapata - Playa Girón
A place that is obligatory for official
guests of the country. I mentioned above: it took just three days for the
Cuban army to stop the invaders. Fidel personally headed the Cubans
defending their freedom. A long road is leading to the gulf, memorials at
frequent intervals of military who died there. A long cemetery. It is a
nice place otherwise, but spoiled by sad memories.
Rió Canimar
and a farm
This was a pleasant trip by an ancient
ship (boat?) on Rió Canimar to a horse-breeding farm (and again a small
holy place of santérias). The river was narrow with forests on both side
and with a lot of birds. The farm was simple, but the mojito made there
was better than those in Havana (with the exception of our host's mojito,
the top one!) We had our own band on the ship. I was asked to handle the
claves. I was not very good at this simple instrument (a pair of sticks).
Cayo Jutías
An island connected to the mainland by a
road. Unspoiled nature, wonderful, absolutely clean water, divers (not
very happy ones) and again a small, family-type restaurant. White sand,
heat in February, sun, sun and sun, fishes, birds. Can you think of any
better place on Earth?
A coffee
plantation and the co-operative for tourism
I am sorry, but I completely forgot the
name of these places. They are not far from Havana, in the direction of
Vinales if I am not wrong. You are allowed in a forest through a barrier
and the first place is the co-operative at a lake of a few hundred meters,
having some bungalows, a central (office) building, boats, I do not know
what. They live on what they earn, do not pay taxes, sounds like some kind
of paradise. You drive a few kms more uphill and you find an ancient
building, like a knights' hall, once the house of the owner of the
plantation, now a tourist-centre cum restaurant. We had one of our best
lunches there.
***
I have recently learnt that Fidel
executed three opposition leaders and sentenced seventy-something others
to rigorous imprisonment. I am shocked. Stupidity, barbarism, dictatory
blindness have no bounds. Communism in Cuba is dead. Fidel has finished
himself.
I am also surprised that Fidel let the
USA to use its naval base as execution chamber of Afghan (and other)
terrorists (?)
***
My
conclusions?
Cuba (still)
- si! Cubans are nice, friendly, easygoing people, Cuban women are
beautiful. I was surprised that the most graceful ones are black. Black is
really beautiful. One of the symbols of Cuba should be the swing-chair,
another the tumbadora (drum). They can enjoy life!
Cuban communism
- no! The system does not work, at least not without foreign assistance.
It causes tremendous sufferings to this poor people.
America -
no! The American embargo is stupid, brutal, purposeless.
My story is not completed, let me think
about the future of Cuba! I shall revert to
this question.
Concluded in 2003, early summer
***
My final words
I am back, collected my brain. Here is my
prediction: The Cuban communist system will collapse soon, before, around
or immediately after the death of Fidel. The country will be pray to
mainly two forces: the USA and Cuban emigrates, long waiting for the
occasion. The economy will be "eaten up" by mainly foreign
capital. Privatization will be the main weapon of "liberation"
of the country from socialist forms of maintaining it. The main targets
will be the monocultures of Cuba: sugar, tobacco, etc. Oil will be one of
the most important targets of American oil companies. Morsels will be
"secured" for Cubans, returning from America, mostly in not
important fields, like small enterprises, fruit growing and processing,
fishing.
The level of living standard will go fast
from this impossibly inhuman level. Prostitution and the entertainment
industry will enjoy high priority, Cuba will return to the status of
brothel for rich Americans.
But the question will be open: how long
Cubans will be ready to be slaves again, again the slaves of America?
Nobody can predict that!
10.14.2003
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* DK - Eyewitness Travel
Guides, Cuba, 2002 (the italics are mine)
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