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We built our route with a stop in Havana and further to the beaches of Varadero. And not in vain!
If there is nostalgia for the USSR, then this must be done, to visit Cuba.
Havana. Saratoga Hotel. The hotel has a revolutionary history. Somehow, somehow, someone gathered at the hotel, smoked cigars, whispered and sang revolutionary songs. Now the hotel is nice. Cheap. On the top floor there is a bar and a swimming pool. In the bars of the hotel, bartenders write the amounts arbitrarily, in one amount. Russian "write" a little, as "brothers". Americans and Europeans are being "pressed" to the fullest. They steal! They stole a blouse and underwear from the room.
Havana is charming in its devastation. If the house is being repaired, then only the facade. Everything is dirty and splattered with paint: from the stairs to the road. Around the destroyed houses, poverty and poverty. Shops with iron doors and lack of goods. We went to one. Ba! A pack of pasta on the shelf, a lot of alcohol and salt.
Take cigars only at the factory, as sellers on the streets sell cigars with banana leaves.
Around the smell of passion, bare shoulders, large priests, trances, paintings, the offer of drugs, crowds of people, heat.
Men wear T-shirts a la wrestling, women are all in shorts. All are cleanly dressed. Like in the USSR. Clothing cult!
We bought a tour of Havana and regretted it. Nothing interesting! The guide, the son of a Russian woman and a Cuban, a former student of Moscow State University, did not tell anything interesting.
Money. Cards are not accepted. Banks charge interest for withdrawing money, make copies of the passport. Banks are open until 3pm. Saturday until 12. It is better to change at the airport BEFORE LEAVING the arrivals hall.
People. Everyone is supported by the state. Salaries are the same and constant. Waiters do not pay attention to customers. They cackle, tell something, when meeting with another employee they "freeze" with the one in the conversation that they carried to the client "dangles" in their hands until they talk to each other. Sellers cheat in stores by 12%. They press some button and the check comes out too high.
Tips. They are crazy about the dollar. But it is better to come with the euro (for exchange). We brought a tip of one buck. They don't have chocolate. Chocolate "Alenka" caused the most delight. Fishnet tights and red nail polish have a special status. The hotel staff asked to sell the lacquer and tights. If we had these things, we could sell a ton.
Number. Were there major party officials in Soviet hotels? So it is in Cuba and has to be. Massive wooden doors, wood panels, marble. Poor houseplants in pots. Spray painted yellow walls. Plumbing is old. Beach towels must be carried with you. If you lose, you pay $5.
Food. Pretty! The embargo on the import of goods from all over the world has done its job. The hotels have local, non-GMO and antibiotic-free products. The taste of the meat is incomparable. The fish is awesome. All sorts of cheese. Fruit mountains. Garnishes, grilled varied.
Beach. The prettiest place to swim in the Atlantic. Calm, quiet. No waves. Good depth. Clean beach. Good sun loungers. The beach bar is good.
Peculiarities! INCREDIBLE music program. From morning to evening. For every taste. Only live voice. In the bar in the evening concerts of wonderful bands. The theater performs with the program of the show. During the day: guitars, soul, jazz, bards. In the evening, there is a live performance of classical music on the piano in the hall.
Minus. Lots of elderly communists from Europe. They constantly sit in the lobby and talk about communism. Their fighting girlfriends are with them.
Lack of internet throughout the hotel. Only in one place - the lobby and until 20.00 hours.
There are many "Russian" Canadians who attack any Russian and start... Fear of returning, Putin is a tyrant, Chechens are shooting in the streets, corruption, there is no medicine....and other blah blah blah... They are so Thus, they state their vision of Russia. They only understand that the source is American or Canadian! I such "I keep silent" on the full program. Why pity them? Russia and I have gone through all the pain, fear, fractures, formation. And they? Like cockroaches... Then they sob! They want to go home. And it turns out? He was an officer, escaped, hid in Colombia, moved to America, sold secrets, no one needs him, moved to Canada, collects sockets. Or... Mom took me away at the age of 14, I don’t know Russian, I love a German girl, I want her, but she’s in Canada, I live on $ 400, I get 3400, I save the rest, I didn’t take the girl, because my mother paid for a ticket to Cuba. Why didn't you pay for the girl and take it with you? So I saved money for old age this month. I have no money....Or... Associate professor, spoke out against the head of the department, removed the defense of his doctoral dissertation on SCIENTIFIC COMMUNISM, got offended and escaped through Turkey, roamed around, now washes beer barrels in Canada. And other snot about misfortune. Is that necessary? All are dressed like pigs. 720 dollars scraped together to come to a la the USSR? What kind of officer is he if he betrayed his homeland. Correctly! Gather sockets. A Russian officer lives in Russia and is proud that he did not betray his homeland. but he can also collect sockets, but he lives in Russia. Another! He gives money for Apple shares, and he himself dies of love and masturbates in his hand. But saving money for old age! On figs they are necessary to you in an old age? The third! Scientific communism! How much Russia has lost without your dissertation! Living in a hostel now in Canada, without the family you left behind in Russia and my beer container.
When you tell them about Russia, which survived, fell ill, suffered its own, then all of them... ALL!! ! Sobbed! Russia can live without them, but they cannot live without it!
And so? General impression? The country of one visit. Was and forgot. But no. . . There is something tempting in this country. . .
If there is nostalgia for the USSR, then this must be done, to visit Cuba.
Havana. Saratoga Hotel. The hotel has a revolutionary history. Somehow, somehow, someone gathered at the hotel, smoked cigars, whispered and sang revolutionary songs. Now the hotel is nice. Cheap. On the top floor there is a bar and a swimming pool. In the bars of the hotel, bartenders write the amounts arbitrarily, in one amount. Russian "write" a little, as "brothers". Americans and Europeans are being "pressed" to the fullest. They steal! They stole a blouse and underwear from the room.
Havana is charming in its devastation. If the house is being repaired, then only the facade. Everything is dirty and splattered with paint: from the stairs to the road. Around the destroyed houses, poverty and poverty. Shops with iron doors and lack of goods. We went to one. Ba! A pack of pasta on the shelf, a lot of alcohol and salt.
Take cigars only at the factory, as sellers on the streets sell cigars with banana leaves.
Around the smell of passion, bare shoulders, large priests, trances, paintings, the offer of drugs, crowds of people, heat.
Men wear T-shirts a la wrestling, women are all in shorts. All are cleanly dressed. Like in the USSR. Clothing cult!
We bought a tour of Havana and regretted it. Nothing interesting! The guide, the son of a Russian woman and a Cuban, a former student of Moscow State University, did not tell anything interesting.
Money. Cards are not accepted. Banks charge interest for withdrawing money, make copies of the passport. Banks are open until 3pm. Saturday until 12. It is better to change at the airport BEFORE LEAVING the arrivals hall.
People. Everyone is supported by the state. Salaries are the same and constant. Waiters do not pay attention to customers. They cackle, tell something, when meeting with another employee they "freeze" with the one in the conversation that they carried to the client "dangles" in their hands until they talk to each other. Sellers cheat in stores by 12%. They press some button and the check comes out too high.
Tips. They are crazy about the dollar. But it is better to come with the euro (for exchange). We brought a tip of one buck. They don't have chocolate. Chocolate "Alenka" caused the most delight. Fishnet tights and red nail polish have a special status. The hotel staff asked to sell the lacquer and tights. If we had these things, we could sell a ton.
Number. Were there major party officials in Soviet hotels? So it is in Cuba and has to be. Massive wooden doors, wood panels, marble. Poor houseplants in pots. Spray painted yellow walls. Plumbing is old. Beach towels must be carried with you. If you lose, you pay $5.
Food. Pretty! The embargo on the import of goods from all over the world has done its job. The hotels have local, non-GMO and antibiotic-free products. The taste of the meat is incomparable. The fish is awesome. All sorts of cheese. Fruit mountains. Garnishes, grilled varied.
Beach. The prettiest place to swim in the Atlantic. Calm, quiet. No waves. Good depth. Clean beach. Good sun loungers. The beach bar is good.
Peculiarities! INCREDIBLE music program. From morning to evening. For every taste. Only live voice. In the bar in the evening concerts of wonderful bands. The theater performs with the program of the show. During the day: guitars, soul, jazz, bards. In the evening, there is a live performance of classical music on the piano in the hall.
Minus. Lots of elderly communists from Europe. They constantly sit in the lobby and talk about communism. Their fighting girlfriends are with them.
Lack of internet throughout the hotel. Only in one place - the lobby and until 20.00 hours.
There are many "Russian" Canadians who attack any Russian and start... Fear of returning, Putin is a tyrant, Chechens are shooting in the streets, corruption, there is no medicine....and other blah blah blah... They are so Thus, they state their vision of Russia. They only understand that the source is American or Canadian! I such "I keep silent" on the full program. Why pity them? Russia and I have gone through all the pain, fear, fractures, formation. And they? Like cockroaches... Then they sob! They want to go home. And it turns out? He was an officer, escaped, hid in Colombia, moved to America, sold secrets, no one needs him, moved to Canada, collects sockets. Or... Mom took me away at the age of 14, I don’t know Russian, I love a German girl, I want her, but she’s in Canada, I live on $ 400, I get 3400, I save the rest, I didn’t take the girl, because my mother paid for a ticket to Cuba. Why didn't you pay for the girl and take it with you? So I saved money for old age this month. I have no money....Or... Associate professor, spoke out against the head of the department, removed the defense of his doctoral dissertation on SCIENTIFIC COMMUNISM, got offended and escaped through Turkey, roamed around, now washes beer barrels in Canada. And other snot about misfortune. Is that necessary? All are dressed like pigs. 720 dollars scraped together to come to a la the USSR? What kind of officer is he if he betrayed his homeland. Correctly! Gather sockets. A Russian officer lives in Russia and is proud that he did not betray his homeland. but he can also collect sockets, but he lives in Russia. Another! He gives money for Apple shares, and he himself dies of love and masturbates in his hand. But saving money for old age! On figs they are necessary to you in an old age? The third! Scientific communism! How much Russia has lost without your dissertation! Living in a hostel now in Canada, without the family you left behind in Russia and my beer container.
When you tell them about Russia, which survived, fell ill, suffered its own, then all of them... ALL!! ! Sobbed! Russia can live without them, but they cannot live without it!
And so? General impression? The country of one visit. Was and forgot. But no. . . There is something tempting in this country. . .
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