Going To Cuba For A Little R&R: Rest And Revolution

It’s funny how life weaves experiences and occurrences collectively so seamlessly. Just the other day I was talking with my ex-pat roommate about his imminent return to the U.S. He left house just about 3 months ago and, applying Buenos Aires as his base, went on a minor spin all around Latin America. He also informed me that he is considering of taking his last week to go to Cuba (so he can rest from his vacation).

This got me considering: I have normally needed to go to Cuba but never wanted to stay in a resort. I had heard of homestays, but then I had trouble getting a travel bud who wasn’t brainwashed by North American media. Then an write-up from the Uk Times popped up in my inbox — thanks Matt — and it gave a journey to Cuba the very little nudge it needed to be reconsidered.

The article talks about La Isla de Juventud — the Isle of Youth — an below-trodden bit of land south of Havana in which the “sand is scrubby” and the mango trees are loads. Tourism is not only minimal on this island, but reducing as well. What’s left are crumbly buildings made use of as museums and a military-guarded reserve on its southern side. Even though the neglected island is a bit shabby, it has a solid place in the country’s revolutionary background, and the persons are laid back and accommodating.

However, that is the Cuba I want to experience. As a country with such a revolutionary-enriched background, tales of rebellion and oppression, sipping mojitos in a heavily guarded resort seems more foreign, although relaxing. With the realities of the Cold War at my fingertips, I would want to recognize, why? We may possibly not be capable to totally realize it, but probably we could see it in a diverse light, in a diverse area.

For my good friend who needs to take it easy and consider a break, sipping mojitos would be the best option. For individuals who are looking to dig a bit deeper, actually seeing the background of the land of mojitos would be unforgettable.

By Brit Weaver

TheExpeditioner

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britweaver

Toronto born and primarily based, Brit is an avid leisure cyclist, coffee drinker and underneath-a-tree park-ist. She normally finds herself meandering foreign cities wanting for street eats to nibble, trees to climb, a patch of grass to sit on, or a smaller bookstore to sift by way of. You can locate her musing life on her individual blog site, TheBubblesAreDead.wordpress.com.

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