Saturday, February 2

Letters from Cuba

At the end of a recent summer, I decided that I was not quite through with adventuring.  So, after some thought (not very much, I reluctantly admit), I decided to visit Cuba on a whim and a shoestring budget.  Below, are a few text interchanges between me and my girlfriend at the time.  To provide anonymity, I have changed her name.

In Cuba, public Internet access is limited to one or a few locales per town (definitely one) or city (somewhere greater than one, but not enough), via the Etecsa Network, which is a new-age synonym for the communist national dial-up system.  It might be in a fancy hotel, where you might need to pay the nice concierge, in his sweat-stained dress suit and shiny black shoes, a handsome Cuban peso or three to get in said hotel and on onto said Etecsa Network.  It might be in town center in the little village you're staying at, a place where if you move two feet to the left or right, the signal disappears.  At any rate, it is not an optimal situation when you are used to being fully connected to the world and your partner.   

With Etecsa, you first need to wait in line to purchase a card that will give you time on the Web.  And those lines can be like the cattle chutes that feed people into the New York subway system.  Cuba is either hot or sweltering, so the queue is redolent of ode de body odor (not my preferred cologne).  To their credit, the people are generally nice, although what deals are made in those Etecsa shops I cannot say, but it's a communist system, so some people get preferential treatment.  

But we all sweat the same - copiously!


Arrival


Ok, I have made it through the gauntlet.

Wow.  I'm so glad to hear from you.
I was worried๐Ÿ’–

Crazy night๐Ÿ˜Ž

I arrived at about 11

Tried to find a good deal for taxi and room!

Best deal $45 for both!

I get in the taxi

And two other guys jump in the back, 
Cubanos not tourists

๐Ÿ˜ณ

I did not know the airport was so far 
from Havana

Therefore, I thought I might be
getting "taken for a nice ride!"

Right!

I can't download WhatsApp.  The 
download speed is too slow in 
this town๐Ÿ˜ฎ

I have it...

๐Ÿ‘Œ.  Thank you for checking 
in... you crazy Dermer...๐Ÿ’–

I get to Havana, still alive, 
and go to my room!

Sorry, no room available ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

๐Ÿ™…

So he rings the door of the next ๐Ÿก

Then the next

Then the next





























And finally on the fourth, 
an older couple answer

Holy Hell.

I talk to them half the night in 
my broken Spanish๐Ÿ˜

And we become fast friends

You so cray cray.
















At eight in the morn, I have a 
horrible dream of knocking on
my bedroom door

But it is not a dream.  Damn 
you reality, I was sleeping๐Ÿ’ค

Cecilia tells me that I must get
up because I have only six days 
in Cuba

Cecilia ๐Ÿ’—  

I do not have time to get to the bus in time.

So Cecilia begins to mainline me "coffee"
more viscous than motor oil.

It's actually espresso

Mind you, I have not eaten since four
yesterday and I have not had any ๐Ÿ’ง

Oh boy, babe...

Water from the bottle in third-world
countries✅

✅✅
And I will not get my first taste of water
until an hour ago (noon)

The food.  Same story๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—

๐Ÿ˜ฌ

Prior to all this, Cecilia walks me to the bus 
station, across the street, so I can get to 
Viaรฑales๐Ÿ˜‰.  She seems to know everyone, and
gets in me in the front of the line using her
respected status ... or some kind of magic




The bus is again full, so I talk to the Danish couple 
and ask if they want to take a taxi.  Yes!

Look at  you ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’‹

๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Š

So we make it to Viรฑales, location of last two pics

And that's where I am, babe๐Ÿ’—

Some kind of adventure, babe๐Ÿ’•

Third-world countries move at a snail's pace.
If you accept it, there's a nice little zen to
slowing down.

I wait at the Internet Cafe for 20 minutes
to buy a card that gives me an hour of Internet.

Then go to eat and text you

๐Ÿ’‹

But the place I am eating at is too far 
from town center to get Internet๐Ÿ˜ข

So I eat (two bowls of soup; I need the water)
and have a bottled water!

๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘Œ


I'm running out of time.  Soon I will leave the 
Square and be locked off the Internet ๐Ÿ˜ข

Good night, babe ๐ŸŒ™ 

I Love You.  Please be safe๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ˜Ž


The Racket/Her Smugness


Can I tell you a story?

I  will take that as an unqualified yes!

Yes!!

So the racket - although not truly a racket - here  is that the 
bus/taxi driver gives you a ride to the town you choose.

But therein comes the hitch ๐Ÿ˜œ

๐Ÿ˜ฌ

Every taxi driver has a best friend in every town, and 
as you get close to town the driver says,

I will you show you my friend's home; you will like
it!   And it's cheap๐Ÿค”

Sure.....

So, you have to look at the damn 
house - it's part of the deal.

And the houses are nice, if a little expensive๐Ÿ˜Ž

Since the Danish couple took a room, I
decided...suuuurrrrrrrrrrrre?!

Not really sure at all!

Oh no.....

And the owner - well the wife half - has been
 pushing for tomorrow night since we arrived.

๐Ÿค”

Because she wants my ๐Ÿ’ฐ

Right....

I continue to say, "Uhm, I'm still considering."

Finally, Mom has had enough of this Yankee Ahole.

And.....

So mom says, "Lo siento mucho, but the room is
not available for tomorrow!"๐Ÿ˜Ž

๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…

She thinks she has me in a pinch because
she knows that I have the horse๐ŸŽ thing 
tomorrow and no place to place my luggage!๐Ÿ˜ฌ

You smart though, Derms....

I sit on the roof for awhile, considering my options๐Ÿ˜Ž

๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘Œ

And Mom is fucking gloating!

Sure๐Ÿ˜

Yet pensive.  "Why is this guy so calm?" is 
literally etched upon her face.

The Derms goes for a walk.

Cool as a ๐Ÿฅ’ you are, Lover ๐Ÿ’œ

And on said walk, the Derms begins
to ask the locals if they have a room
available.  Everyone in the area does.

I have already cased the town ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ’—

You're smooth ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž

And hot ๐Ÿ’ฅ AF

It takes me ten minutes to find
a nece place, $5 cheaper, and the
old lady is soooo nice!

So completely unlike my smug AF current
"landlord!"

The bonus - and you'll love this.

๐Ÿ˜ผ←←←←←  Smug

It's the Princess ๐Ÿ‘ธRoom!

The whole room is shades of pink,
including the shades!

Oh baby.  ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐ŸŒˆ

And the covers

And the pillowcases

Sounds...uhm, kinda gay 

I was thinking  the whole time she's showing
the room, "I can't wait to send pics to you!"

๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

















Her Smugness does have a nice rooftop eating /reading
area.  But not worth the price of admission.

Trying to pull one over on the gringo

Above: Site of reading a book as Her Smugness thought,
"What is the fucking gringo fucking doing?'

Sleep with one ๐Ÿ‘ open, babe....๐Ÿ˜‘

The daughter hates me, too!

Oh Christ

But father I am nice to because his is not smug
or a b-rate ahole ๐Ÿ™‚

He is stuck in the middle, unfortunately.

I wouldn't trust.... he surely follows his smug
AF wife's lead...

You know.... happy wife....

Yes, I absolutely agree with the advice ๐Ÿ‘

I'm at four percent.  As you can see ๐Ÿ”ฅ

๐Ÿ‘ธ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ™…
No Little Princess shit, babe ๐Ÿฆ‰

Ok, it's about time to say good night ๐Ÿ’ค๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿ’œ

Good night, babe๐Ÿ’—


๐Ÿ˜˜

I napped in The Little Princess suite.  I know it's
pink, but it is homey, unlike the last place.

How was your ๐Ÿด ride?  

It was good.  There were not solid English speakers,
so I was truly alone today! ๐Ÿ˜ข๐ŸŽ

Total immersion, I guess....

Yes.  In any immersion experience,
there are moments of difficulty.

One cannot go to a foreign land alone and expect
every day to be perfect ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ˜Ž





























It's beautiful ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—

So. Much. Pink๐Ÿ˜Ž

I've been feeling hot flashes tonight๐Ÿค”

Hot flashes.... you are thinking about me ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’•

That is it๐Ÿ”ฅ☄


๐Ÿ’๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’—




I made good with Her Smugness after the air
conditioner temporarily broke in my room.
She seemed to show some contrition after that.

๐Ÿ˜‘

So we talked, and all was good.  But
Her Smugness is not a nice person.

She probably thinks all gringos 
owe her somethingthing.  ๐Ÿ™…
Whateves ๐Ÿ‘

You are probably right about Her Smugness.  
Haters gonna hate.  Gringo haters gonna 
hate on gringos.

I have had so much fun reading your
responses to my story texts ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ’œ

๐Ÿ˜Š it's like you were right beside me. ๐Ÿ’—

Thanks for texting and letting me know
you are safe ๐Ÿ˜˜


El Pollo Must Die!

I don't have time for a story burst because it's
too hot in here, but El Pollo must go!

๐Ÿ”?

El Pollo is the name of the place I stayed 
last night.

๐Ÿค”

Complete with running...wait for it...

Cockroaches

๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ˜ณ

And a bed I was frightened to sleep on ๐Ÿ›

๐Ÿšซ

Are you getting a good picture?

Crystal

Better yet, the bill was $28.50.

And El Pollo looked at me with his 
El Pollo eyes.

I guess you get what you pay
for, in this case ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ”

And said "I don't have change!"

So, El Pollo being El Pollo asked 
me to take the hit.

El Pollo must die ๐Ÿ™‚

The going rate is $20 in Cuba

But El Pollo included a "lobster"
dinner ๐Ÿคฎ

It was actually the best part of the night!


๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ”.  So you gave ๐Ÿ“ 25.00...


Lobster! At the el pollo loco casa!  ๐Ÿ˜œ

Omgosh ๐Ÿ™

$30 and got a dollar change.

El Pollo acted like he didn't 
know what change was.

No speaka English

Fucking El Pollo ๐Ÿฅ

๐Ÿ˜œ
Fucking ๐Ÿ” and smug AF lady!

It was too hot to sleep.  El Pollo's 
room AC was "on the blink."

I think the cockroaches were comfortable!

Her Smugness?

๐Ÿ‘†

But I finally got one over on the 
Cubanos ๐Ÿฆ‰

Howso, babe?

I walked cooly off the bus having 
paid nada.  Yes!  Take that, Cuba!

๐Ÿ‘