Cuba Trip (long)

BY: GAWGE

 First of all I would like to extend my sincerest thanks to Bogey, Bruce and Martin for their companionship and for sharing their great Cuban experience with me. They went out of their way to see that I got good advice and helped orientate me to Cuba, a place like no other. Also thanks to folks such as Pistol Pete, Lucky, Gringo, Bulldog, Donald Trump and others who have so painstakingly shared the details of their fantasy trips with all of us. It was because of their reports that I ventured out to know Cuba.

TRAVEL: I flew from New Orleans to Cancun on LACSA, the Cost Rican airline. The round trip ticket cost $380. Upon arrival in Cancun I secured my Cancun-Havana roundtrip from Divermex at the airport which I had previously booked by phone directly with them.. Thanks to advance warnings from Bruce, I changed my plans to fly Aero Caribe, instead of Cubana airlines. They fly the 40 year old planes which Martin referred to and like the one that just crashed in Quito, Ecuador. The fare for the Aero Caribe DC-9 was $251. plus $10. for the required Cuban tourist card. I was only in Cancun for 2and 1/2 hours. ARRIVAL/CUSTOMS/IMMIGRATION:

We landed on time and headed to immigration where there were long lines already in place from earlier flights. Each passenger was requiring about 12 to 15 minutes with the immigration officer. They were tightly scrutinizing hotel reservations and vouchers. If no vouchers were presented, you were sent to a window where a hotel reservation could be booked and paid for and a voucher issued. All foreigners were having to show proof of hotel reservations or they were sent to this window to book and pay. One fellow in front of me, a Panamanian was visiting his brother who lives in Cuba. He was forced to book and pay for two nights at a hotel. In my case, I told them that I was staying at a Casa Particular which was legally registered with the government and paying taxes accordingly. This was not accepted and I was sent to the famous booking window but was only told to get a one night booking. Since I speak good spanish, I communicated frankly to the lady at the window to book me at the cheapest hotel, because I would not be staying there. She suggested a place for $14. and I booked and paid for it. I just considered this as an "airport arrival tax". Back to immigration and the lady immigration official finished my paperwork and happily accommodated my request not to stamp my passport. She was very courteous and professional. The customs people simply waved me through without looking at anything.

CASA PARTICULAR: Thanks to all the TSM reports, I knew that a Casa Particular was the best type of lodging. I took Pistol Pete's recommendation and had called Susanna and booked her place. Let me say that other than a less than ideal location, Susanna's casa was a terrific place to stay. I did confirm Pistol Pete's time check and it is 8 minutes by taxi to the action spot on the Malecon, The Melia Cohiba hotel. The only drawback is that it can be difficult to get taxis at 3:00 and 4:00 am for your lady to get home. The house is very, very clean, with great maid service and food (extra cost) and the lady of the house is just a wonderful person. For those people who have little or no command of the spanish language, Susanna was educated in the U.S. and speaks excellent english and understands what americans want. She can also prepare gourmet dinners and the best meal I had in Cuba was her criole type lobster dish. A real advantage is that each room has it's own safe box ! Since you will need to bring a lot of cash, this is a really big advantage. I also saw 3 other casas in Havana and they are all pretty much the same, but the safety boxes and Susanna were the difference. Oh yes, Susanna charges $35. per night. Her rules are simply no underage girls and only one girl at a time.

CUBA THE COUNTRY- THE BIG LIE: This will be brief, I promise. After touring around Havana for 6 days, it was obvious that 40 years ago this place was the pearl of the Caribbean. Although most buildings are in various stages of decay, the architecture was impressive. This was an opulent society with wealth. Castro's dream is really a tragic nightmare and the Cuban people are his victims. He has robbed them of their future and their dignity. Only their spirit and warmth seems to have remained in tact. You hear of their great education system. Yet, as a medical doctor or lawyer you live in poverty. You hear of their great medical capacity. Yet, when you go to the hospital you are asked to bring your own bed sheets because the ones in the hospital are too filthy to use safely. There is no aspirin or antibiotics, but medical attention is free. Just a few examples of the cuban lie. All legal businesses are owned by the government, all of them ! The average monthly pay is less than U.S.$ 10. !!This man Castro is a thug who has bullied his people into subordination and destroyed their nation.

GIRLS: Cuban women come in all ages, sizes, shapes and colors. The profile of the typical working girl is 18-23, black or white or a mix, intelligent, feminine and passionate. In 6 days I had 5 women (one of them twice). They were all agreeable, good sexually and very oral. All performed BBBJ's without asking, and one swallowed (now you know which one I was with twice !!). All but one insisted on condom use and 4 of the 6 were "visitors" to Havana, meaning they were not permanent residents but from close and faraway towns in Cuba. They come in for various periods of time, earn some money and return. Only one of the ladies I was with had a child. They all had very nice bodies and I did not have any bad experiences. I paid no less than $40. and no more than $60.

DAILY ACTIVITIES: Day-1. Arrived in Havana at 2:30 pm and after checking in to Susanna's, took a rest and then waited for Martin, Bogey and Bruce to pass by. We went to dinner in Havana Vieja. Martin and Bruce declared themselves as taking a night off but this was not to be the case. They took me on a orientation tour and we ended up outside the Club Havana Cafe. Martin and I began to chat with a couple of chicas and we invited them for a drink at an outdoor cafe across the street. Bruce was still "off" but then 2 ladies from previous nights showed up and the "off" signs quickly turned to "on" ! Martin and Bruce quickly left and I made arrangements with Mayelin to go to my casa. She was 19, slim but nice body and a great oral "surgeon" (swallower !)! Day-2. Spent the day with Bruce and Martin exploring the old haunts of Hemingway and took a tour of the beach at Playa Del Este and Guanabo. The beach was full of Italians and women, mostly black girls. I believe there were more men than women. One stretch of beach was body to body with people. After a group dinner, the four of us plus Bogey's driver (highly recommended !) visited the infamous Commodoro Disco.

Having read the various pro and con reports on this place I was very anxious to see it. It is difficult to describe but I will take a stab at it. Simply put, it was a place full of gorgeous women, loud as hell with english, spanish and mostly italian being spoken. The girls were mostly well dressed and some were aggressive while others were more coy. For my part, I loved the place ! The women were so sensual and hot, it was just exciting to see them and so many ! Being aware of the very "professional" attitude which has been reported on Commodoro girls I was careful to "know before I go" everything with the girl of my choice. I finally decided on a girl named Diana, a 23 year old blond with a great personality. I told her I was not interested in a "clock watcher" and that if she went with me, she was my novia for the night, not a part time employee. This can only be done if you speak spanish. Well, Diana was just great. I asked her to leave before she wanted ! I believe that a lot of the Commodoro problems reported were in part due to communication problems. Day-3. We all went to the Copacabana pool to relax and look at women.

That night, we had a group dinner at the Havana Cafe. As Martin said, it was as good as Denny's. Actually, I would say it was a notch below. BTW, if you are coming to Cuba for the food, don't bother ! We all had or ended up with dates. I was with Mayelin and was most anxious for an early night so we could repeat the oral experience from night 1. She spent the night with me and it was another great experience.

Day-4.Martin and I and our 2 ladies went to the Cohiba pool. We were informed that only guests of the hotel were now allowed to use the pool. Being an astute businessman Martin slam dunked the pool boss with a U.S. $ 20. bill and we were immediately provided with fresh towels, a strategic pool location complete with giant umbrella ! Way to go Martin !! I began to grow tired of Mayelin as she was somewhat boring and not much fun to be with. So I told her I was going in "another direction" and she said she was going home to Bayamo, about 500 miles from Havana. We bid a friendly farewell. That night, we all had the gourmet lobster dinner at Susanna's . The food was great and she attended us with grace and charm. Later, we went the outdoor disco at Marina Hemingway, Martin and Bruce were with their latest debutantes and Bogey and I were "prowling".

Now the tough part. It's humbling to confess to being an idiot, but I was one this night. At no time did I ever feel unsafe in Havana, even when walking with Bruce in the seedy parts of town which he so loves. So, with this totally blind attitude I go walking around with my wallet in my rear pocket. As a very seasoned latin american traveler, I DO know better than this. Well, this place is ass to ass with people and well, it was gone ! Lost only $60 but also my driver's license and other goodies but no credit cards. Folks, don't do what I did. Cubans are very poor. They will not harm you but will steal if you give them the opportunity. After a few beers, I regained my composure and locked in on the target: Diana no. 2. She was 18, very pretty and great body (even Bogey approved). We rode back in a Mercedez taxi and she gave me a good BBBJ and a good ride.

Day-5. Martin left today and Bogey is now "occupied".

So Bruce and I take on the city as a dynamic duo. To say that Bruce has a nose for finding pussy is like saying Bill Clinton has been known to tell a fib ! The boy is amazing even though his tactics are very unorthodox. But since I've always focused on results rather than methods, I'm going to make some adjustments to my prowling techniques thanks to what Bruce taught me. Anyway, Bruce gets connected and I head for Havana Cafe at the Cohiba. When my taxi drops at the lobby door, I am attacked by 4 girls, each wanting me to escort them into the club. I fake not speaking nor understanding spanish (thanks Martin, for exposing my scam !) and move on. Another 30 feet ahead pops out another lady who was simply beautiful ! She asked me to escort her in and I responded (in English) "you bet your sweet ass I will !" He name was Sheila, 19, about 5'8', with long black hair. I bought her a drink and made the deal and we headed to the casa. This girl was incredibly knowledgeable on anything you wanted to talk about. She was an avid reader and just a self-taught intellectual. we talked for 2 hours, listened to my Discman and then had as a good a sexual experience as I was to enjoy in Havana.

This gal was really classy and special.

Day-6. My last day, what a bummer...I didn't want to leave, but had no choice. Took it easy during the day. That night, Bruce and I met and we agreed that we were each looking for something different and he headed for Havana Vieja and I went to Havana Cafe. Boy, was it ever slow !! More Italian guys than women. Finally a blond, blue-eyed cuban girl began to chat with me. She was attractive but for my last night I wanted something good. This gal just didn't excite me. So I left to walk the Malecon in front of the Cohiba. I chatted up about 20 different ladies but just couldn't find the right one. Finally I stumbled upon Dannellas, a 23 year old Vet (yes, pet doctor) just in from Camequey. She had a sort of fat, tica ass but beautiful latin face and long, reddish tinted hair. Back to the casa we went.

Now this girl was really short, like about 4'10''. But she was a fucking machine ! She could go all night, without stopping.

Yes, I lost my tourist visa and here is what happened when I tried to leave:

I had no problem with immigration other than waiting in line. They simply issued me a new tourist visa to replace my stolen one, and at no charge. The immigration officer was quite nice about it and was very relieved that I spoke to him in Spanish. I just had to arrive at the airport 3 hours before my flight ! My arrival in Cancun and New Orleans was strictly routine with no problems. The only stamp I received in my passport for the entire trip was my entry in Cancun from Havana.