Cuba, Part 2

Enough of the details about licenses and currency (Part 1 of Cuba) - let's get to the adventure part. ;)

Day 1: NY to Habana

The flight is a flight. We arrive mid-afternoon and do the customs/ currency/ taxi to city stuff. Get checked into our casa particular. Boring stuff.

1st casa in havana had a sitting room, so when KK would sleep Dave and I could hang out - too bad KK didn't sleep

We're staying in Centro Habana, which is much poorer and dilapidated than I expected. Our street has piles of trash, stagnant water, skeletal dogs, ruins of buildings. There are few cars on the street, so people just walk in the middle of the road.

centro streetscape

Day 2: Habana Vieja

We spend most of the day in Habana Vieja, which is better restored and maintained than Centro. A cruise ship docks, and then it feels like Disneyland. Glad we're staying in Centro.

restored architecture

Low point of the day was food. We're starving by mid-day, but most of the options are the tourist traps, which just aren't our speed (and are probably government owned). Ended up at a cafe that had literally 2 choices: hamburger or ham sandwich. The hamburger was DISGUSTING.

On the bright side, KK discovers coconut ice milk and I discover ropa vieja (for dinner).

that's ok mom i'll just eat ice cream

Day 2: More Habana

Today got easier - my Spanish is coming back, we trolled the guidebooks and dropped a bunch of pins on Maps.Me to mark paladar/restaurant options, and it doesn't feel as stiflingly hot.

old buildings off the Malecon, the famous sea-side drive

Spend the morning playing in a little playground. I talk with the attendant for a long while about this and that, while KK plays with a little boy who was there with his grandparents because his mom was home with the new baby. (Some things are the same everywhere.)

wheee!

After dinner, Dave brings some frisbees to a local park and starts throwing with the young'uns. When it was time to leave, though, one of the older guys seems upset that there wasn't a frisbee for each of the group, saying that it would be unfair to give it to only one. Kind of an interesting and unexpected response.

universal language of frisbee

Day 3: Habana to Viñales

Hire a car and drive 2.5 hours to Viñales, a small town west of Havana, the center of outdoor activities in Cuba (as much as there is one).

random rural home

Get checked into our casa.

1st casa in vinales, where we stayed the longest

Pick a restaurant because it advertised 2 CUC mojitos. ;) We chat with the friendly restaurant host, Yande. He mentions he has a second job and Dave has to ask what it is before Yande says he's a hiking guide, and even then he doesn't offer to guide us. (Overall, the lack of hustlers (jinteros) in Viñales is striking.)

KK plays at the front of the restaurant with a random passerby who stops to talk to Yande. Soon she's handing out stickers and rolling a tennis ball back and forth while Dave and I enjoy our meal in peace.

don't ask how dirty she got...

Cuba is the most child-friendly country I've visited. Everywhere we went, Cubans were welcome and accommodating to children. There isn't a ton of kid-specific infrastructure in Cuba - they're considered people like any other person and do whatever the adults were doing. And it seems like all adults look out for the little ones. One time, KK tripped and fell, and some random middle-aged Cuban farmer got to her before I did. Musicians would hand her maracas and encourage her to play and dance while Dave and I sat nearby.

Day 4: Climbing!

Viñales has the best climbing in the Carribean, maybe the best in Latin America (right up there with Potrero Chico). We're climbing with a kid, and we're on vacation and have only shoes, buuuttt...

...we have a great time. Our guide, Fidel, picked a crag that was flat and shady at the base, so KK could play while Dave and I climbed. Incredibly, Fidel had a child-sized harness, so KK had her first roped climb on rock!

will climb for Clif Bars

Climbing is legal in Cuba, if you have a government guide, and there are no government guides. It's theoretically possible to import gear, if you go through the proper government channels, which don't actually exist.

Thus, in practice, the development and preservation of these incredible climbing areas rely on the dedication of local Cuban climbers on the ground and whatever donations they receive from abroad. In advance, we researched the best way to donate gear to make sure it goes to climbers and doesn't get used as farm equipment and packed a bag of gear collected from our Ithaca climbing community.

sharing is caring

Day 5: Cueva de la Vaca

Our casa hosts in Viñales are Marisol and Juan, a late middle-aged couple, and their daughter Yudi, who is about our age. Marisol is extremely talkative and friendly - too bad I can only understand every other word, and Dave understands her every 5th word! She always spends some time talking with/at us in her beautiful patio after breakfast, yelling for me to translate when Dave gets lost.

the 1st casa in vinales had a BEAUTIFUL patio/garden, with banana and coffee trees, tropical flowers, etc

After a lazy morning, we walk up to Cueva de la Vaca, an easily explored cave outside town.

cow cave. you walk by a lot of cows to get there.

Day 6: Beach! Cayo Jutías

Marisol hires a driver to take us to Cayo Jutías, a beach on the northern coast of Cuba. Eloha has a baby son, 8 months, but we don't talk much more than that - it's a rough trip. The car is a seatbelt-less Lada about my age that sounds like a lawnmower. Doesn't matter that the Lada doesn't go fast; the roads are SO BAD in places that we crawl along at lawnmower speed. Back windows don't roll down without the wrench Eloha keeps in the glove box, so we asphyxiate on fumes for the first part of the drive.

wheeee!

At one point, we pick up a hitchhiking police officer. Because why not?

...oh, ok.

The beach wasn't the most incredible beach I've visited, and it got really crowded as the minibuses and hired cars arrived, but coming from Upstate NY in March... it was heaven.

ahhhhhhh

Day 7: Cueva Larga

We meet up with a random climber who found us, looking for partners, while we were climbing with Fidel. We go to Cueva Larga, not really a cave as the top is open, more like a narrow chasm in the incredible cliffs all around Viñales.

cueva larga

I stay on kid duty most of the day, sneaking in 1 climb and otherwise pointing out all of amazing things in the cave, like snail shells and lizards.

hi :) 

The climbing is just so. good. here. I would definitely come back (after I visit all the other places on my bucket list, of course).

Day 8 - Los Acuáticos

Originally, we weren't sure if we would stay in Viñales so long, or perhaps move on to Trinidad, so we only booked 3 nights at Marisol's. She had vacancy 2 more nights, but for our last night in Viñales, we needed to move to her next door neighbor's house.

2nd casa in vinales

Our Cuban acquaintance, Yande, from the restaurant on our first night in Viñales guides us up to Los Acuáticos, an old colony built around hot springs. It's a super easy walk, we definitely don't need a guide, but it's nice to chat with a local who's our age (and had a daughter a few years older than KK).

checking out a very cool "undiscovered" (i.e. not in the guidebooks) cave

Unfortunately, on the way up, I got stung by wasps. Kind of scary - it took 3 Benadryl to keep the swelling under control, and even then, my mouth/nose broke out in hives. Might be time to get an Epipen...

serious ouch

Yande felt so bad about the sting, but it didn't spoil the day. Just made it a little sleepy and loopy (yay Benadryl!).

views of the mogotes - hills that look like they were formed by a preschooler with playdoh

Day 9: Viñales to Habana

It takes a while to convince Marisol that yes, we do want a vehicle with seat belts to drive us to Habana, even if that means getting a nicer car and getting it all to ourselves. It's true that it's astronomically expensive for a Cuban, but, having already made the journey once, I know that the highway is straight and empty, and the driver will go as fast as the vehicle will allow.

We say good bye to Marisol, Yudi, and Juan and Viñales in general. I hope I'll be back, someday.

adios to our host family

Uneventful drive to Havana deposits us at a casa in an old colonial house with a gorgeous interior courtyard and enormous room.

last night in havana (sounds like a movie title)

After dinner, on a whim, I ask Dave if we can walk past the synagogue (actually, "a" synagogue - there are 3 in Havana). I had read a little bit about the Jews of Cuba and was interested to see for myself. Turns out, it's the first night of Purim! Which I admit I forgot - I knew Purim was happening while we were away, but by the last night of the trip, I had completely lost track of the days.

So that's how we ended up in an Orthodox shul drinking clear rum straight from plastic cups while watching kids scamper after the spilled contents of a piñata.

because rum hangovers on travel days are GREAT

Day 10: Habana to NY

It was a travel day. Meh. No problems coming back through customs, except the aforementioned boot washing. Hey, we'll do our part to protect American agriculture!

entering Florida

We've been back a month; I've been working on these trip reports in 10 minute increments in the wee early hours of the morning, before the family gets up. So if the story seems dry and disjointed, well, at least it got written! My future self will appreciate it.

Saved the best for last - here's the photo album.

Cuba, Part 1

"Oh shoot. KK's preschool is closed for spring break 3 weeks from now. We should go somewhere..."

So we did: Cuba (because, why not?) (and also because we just couldn't get excited about waterfalls in Tennessee) (and also because, as Americans, Cuba has an irresistible appeal - so close, yet so far).

Buckle up (wait, you can't, there are no seatbelts in this '72 Lada) and grab a mojito (or go native and just drink the rum neat), 'cause this trip report is as long as the queue in a Cuban supermarket.

Part 1 of this trip report will dive deeper into the way things are in Cuba; part 2 is about where we went, what we did, and how it was for us. Read part 2 after part 1; it'll make more sense.

So here's how to get to Cuba and back, in 10 easy steps. 'Cause who doesn't like a good listicle.

Step 1: Buy Plane Tickets

Let's get one thing straight right off the bat: yes, it's legal to go to Cuba. Americans self-declare 1 of 12 categories of General Licenses. Like most visitors, ours was "Support for the Cuban People," which meant we had to keep up a full-time schedule of activities to provide economic support and connection directly to Cuban individuals. The trick is: staying at a casa particular, eating in a private paladar, or hiring an individual guide all count as supportive activities... not very different from how we usually travel!

A few carriers now offer direct flights to Cuba. No more flying to Mexico and then purchasing tickets to Cuba! Simply go to JetBlue's website, click the "Support for the Cuban People" radio button, enter your credit card information, and BOOM you've got tickets.

Step 2: Buy Health Insurance (Or Not)

If you're researching your own Cuba trip, you'll read about Cuba's health insurance requirement. This is to prevent visitors for taking advantage of Cuba's' communist (read: free) health care system. Every commercial flight ticket from the USA to Cuba includes a basic health insurance policy, but you can upgrade to a policy that covers injuries from adventure sports, or purchase supplemental non-USA-based insurance for higher repatriation coverage. After weighing the pros and cons, we stuck with the basic coverage. It was fine.

Step 3: Acquire Currency

Usually we'd bring a debit card and use ATMs. Because we have USA-based banks, our credit and debit cards don't work and will get locked if we try to swipe them. Changing dollars to Cuban pesos incurs an additional 10% penalty, so before we left, we ordered a fat stack of Euros.

Step 4: Pack Carefully

This was our first trip to a less developed country with a young child. Cuba has an outstanding medical system, BUT, no mother wants to take her kid to the hospital in the middle of the night because kiddo is spiking a fever and you forgot to pack the Tylenol (and pharmacy shelves are bare). In Cuba, toiletries like sunscreen can be incredibly hard to find and expensive ($20/bottle) once you do. And I definitely did not want to contract Zika, which meant serious mosquito protection.

So: take everything you might need, but no more. We each had a carry-on sized bag for our clothes and personal items (YASSS WE ARE SO CLOSE TO TRAVELING CARRY-ON ONLY), but we checked a duffle of gear (hiking backpack, large bottles of sunscreen and insect repellent, etc.).

Step 5: Book (Some) Accommodation

Technically optional, but it makes the arrival process easier. Cubans have been doing AirBnB (renting out at room or two of their house) before AirBnB was a thing. These rooms in these casas particulares are usually pretty basic: typically two beds, cinderblock walls, an ensuite bathroom (with or without toilet seat), fan or AC - perfect for us!

the standard sign outside every casa - blue anchor rents to foreigners, red anchor to Cubans

As we often do, we booked accommodation for the first part of the trip and left the last 1/3 open-ended. We ended up staying in Vinales, the 2nd town we visited, for the remainder of the trip, where it was very easy to find accommodation because we were there.

But that left our last night before flying home without a place to stay in Havana...

Step 6: Put Your Phone on Airplane Mode

Five years ago, we would have asked our casa hosts to help us find something and been stuck with whatever their cousin/friend had to offer. But now, Cuba has... the internet! Sort of. Cuba has had (government run) internet cafes since 2013 and (government run) public wifi hotspots since 2017. So just like in the USA, you'll see groups of young people staring at their screens in public places.

millenials on phones in parque cervantes in habana

Some homes and businesses are starting to get private internet connections. To book our last night of accommodation, we tried to use one at a cafe in Vinales that advertised Wifi. (AirBnB doesn't work in Cuba, but Booking.com does.) Let's just say that we had eaten and paid for our meals before we were even able to connect, much less find and book a place.

Internet at a public hotspot costs 5 CUC for 5 hours (1CUC = $1USD), so about $1/hour, more if you buy a wifi card from a hustler (jintero) instead of queuing up to buy one yourself.

Step 7: Dust off Your Economics & History Textbooks

Casas particulares cost between 15-25 CUC/ $15-25 per night. In a country where 80% of citizens work for the state, the average government wage is somewhere around the equivalent of $30/month, and the license to run a casa particular is only about $70/ month, the incentive to open a side hustle is obvious.

Plus, running a casa gives the owner access to the more powerful currency: CUCs. Cuba has two currencies: convertible pesos (abbreviated CUC, pronounced "kook") and the national peso (CUP, "coop"). 1 CUC = 24 CUP. CUCs can only be acquired by exchanging for foreign currency, never CUPs.

The dual-currency economy was established during the "Special Period," as the dire years after the fall of the Soviet Union are known, when Soviet sugar subsidies disappeared and the Cuban economy imploded. (Our climbing guide, who was a young child then, told us he went naked except for small shorts his mother sewed out of old tee-shirts.) Fidel Castro decided to legalize the American dollar to get more money into the economy - possession of dollars was previously punishable with prison - and the CUC was born.

a decaying building in centro habana. a building elsewhere in habana collapsed 2 days after we arrived, killing 1 person.
is this what communism looks like? or is this what a 70 year embargo from the world's largest economy looks like? 

However, these dual economies have exacerbated the divide between haves and have nots. I have to imagine this undermines the communist paradigm. Our casa hostess in Havana previously worked as a nurse, where she earned about 400 CUP/month ($16). Now she charges $28/night (CUP 686) for her casa. The choice is obvious.

la epoca, supermarket in centro habana: one type of each item and lots of empty shelf space

Step 8: Eat Rice, Beans, & Sandwiches

Casa owners can earn a little more by serving meals. Breakfast was 5 CUC/adult, and dinner is 10 CUC/adult. Breakfast usually includes coffee, tea, juice, eggs (maybe with ham or onions), bread and butter, maybe a crepe with guyabana jelly or small sandwich.

breakfast in the garden

Dinner was a choice of meat (chicken seems to be the most plentiful and common), one of more kinds of beans, one or more kinds of rice, a salad of cabbage, tomatoes, and cucumbers, some kind of fried plantain or malanga, with soft drinks and alcohol available for an extra cost.

my face looks funny because i had an unfortunate wasp sting... more on that in part 2

The hosts set up a nice table, serve the meal, and then usually putter nearby in case you need anything. They return at the end of the meal to clean up and chat, or attempt to chat (see Step 8: Speak Spanish below).

Cuban food is kind of bland, definitely not spicy - during the Special Period, spices were hard to come by. For Cubans, the diet is heavy on rice and beans, "purchased" with ration coupons. I imagine our hosts had to put in some decent time and effort to acquire the ingredients that go into our meals.

Street food in Cuba is heavily influenced by its behemoth neighbor to the north: lots of unfortunate, soggy "pizzas" (a circle of soft bread with a smear of ketchup-like substance and a sprinkle of cheese) and sandwiches (ham, cheese, or ham and cheese - tastier than the street pizza, because bocaditos in Cuba spend a few minutes in a panini press).

one of the nicer sandwich shops we found, in Vinales

The same 90s economy that created the CUC also created the paladar, a small restaurant run out of someone's home. Many of the paladars feel more like restaurants, and in the tourist-oriented sections of Habana and Vinales, there are more restaurants than paladars. Just like everywhere, paladar/ restaurant food ranges from barely edible to delicious.

Step 9: Speak Spanish

In my opinion, Cuban Spanish is NOT an easy dialect to pick up; it took me the entire week to begin to feel comfortable understanding it. To my ear, it's mildly hoarse and slurred; all S's are dropped and many D's as well. Imagine a hyperactive life-long chain smoker speaking with 3 cigars stuffed in their mouth and that should give you an idea.

the tobacco house where those cigars were rolled

Decent Spanish skills are a prerequisite for the way we did the trip. You can make it work if you book everything in advance, hire the occasional English-speaking guide, and pick out well-known restaurants (they're more likely to have an English-language menu), but I think you will miss a lot by being unable to interact with anyone. Dave knew more Spanish than our casa hosts knew of English, so I did a lot of translating on this trip.

this one is easy to understand, at least!

Step 10: Keep Your Mouth Shut When Re-Entering US Customs

On the way home, we did get stopped at customs. But that was our fault for being too honest: we truthfully declared that we had been on farms and around livestock. So we got a free sneaker washing! (The poor customs woman said that Dave's sneakers were nastier than mine; I wanted to tip her.)

USA-bound, flying over the coast of Florida

With the details out of the way, let's get to the fun stuff - what did we do and what was it like. Read Part 2 of Cuba.

Iberian Adventures

We flew home from Barcelona on May 3rd. Today is July 22nd. Such is life with a marriage, kid, career, and community...

This year's adventure took us to Iberia: we flew into Lisbon and out of Barcelona, stopping in the regions with excellent hiking:

1) Costa Vicentina, on the southwestern coast of Portugal (we stayed in the countryside outside Odemira);
2) Andalucía, in the south of Spain (stayed in Grazalema and Lanjarón);
3) The central Pyrenees (stayed in a small village called Aragnouet, outside Saint-Lary-Soulan in France, and Rialp in España).

My trip journal tells me we hit a trail 9 of the 18 days of the trip, which is pretty darn good, considering we moved around a lot with a 2.5 year old.

Good thing I have that trip journal... I've forgotten most of the trip already (doh!!). Guess I'll need Davo and Kick-Kick to help me write this.

What was your favorite place?

KK: the water and the ocean

on the beach outside Barcelona

D: the town of Grazalema (favorite town), Aragnouet (scenery)

panorama of Grazalema

church and sunbeams in the French Pyrenees

N: Lisbon (city), Grazalema (town), French Pyrenees (countryside), Boavista Dos Pinheiros (favorite AirBnB - we had an entire 3-bedroom house in the Portuguese countryside) 

Portuguese countryside

Which place did you like the least?

KK: I didn't want to be in the ocean [I think she's referring to the waves, or being in the water]

teeny tiny human on the cliff for scale

D: least favorite town was Rialp, least favorite hiking was the Sierra Nevada/ "white villages of Las Alpujarras" outside of Lanjarón

pueblos blancos de las Alpujarras

N: Rialp, I think because of the location of our AirBnB (backing up to a gas station) and the weather (rainy)

What was your favorite food on the trip?

KK: galletas! [COOKIES!]

D: olives, the meats

yum yum

N: the abundant and inexpensive produce - red peppers for days!

What was the most stressful moment of the trip?

KK: I left Polar Bear behind, I was sad and I missed Polar Bear.

it's ok, polar bear's counsin now lives with us

D: going to Andorra - dealing with the malls

N: Naomi's meltdown on the flight home. She had a terrible stomach ache, wailing in pain (of course the infant ibuprophen was in the checked luggage).

sleepy preschooler under our seats

Which was your favorite hike?

KK: animals and tigers and do like this [covers ears with hands] and I can see them being so loud. There's no dinosaurs here.

D: Puerto De Las Presillas outside of Grazalema

who wants rocks? we've got rocks

N: Lac d'Oô would have been my favorite, but it was so windy (and cold) that day. So I agree with Davo.

beautiful waterfall at the back of the lake

What would you do the same the next time we travel?

KK: I want to take a train to the airport.

D: AirBnB

N: If we're planning on moving around a lot - AirBnB. Not having to break camp every morning was fabulous, plus we had a place to hang out in the evening after Naomi went to bed. But I did miss camping.

our house in Portugal

What would you do differently?

KK: Paper. I'm gonna play with it all long day.

D: Go later in the season so we could do more hiking in the Pyrenees. And, get a babysitter so we could do the Camino del Rey.

N: Research things that are very specific to us in advance. For example, grocery stores are closed on Sundays in Spain, which messed with our plans both Sundays we were there.