Managed to get some text messages to him, but no phone calls. Tried twice and think he could hear me, but all I could hear was a crackle.
Got a really good night’s sleep last night and felt fully refreshed when our guide for the day picked us up after breakfast. A different guide, (but from the same agency) that I’d booked for a driving tour of the city. A 30-something woman who was lovely and again, very knowledgeable, and spoke to us very freely about everything here, which was so interesting and another reason it was worthwhile booking private tours rather than coach party tours. First we went to the biggest and most important cigar factory and saw the cigars all still being hand made. It is an interesting process, and no, beautiful Cuban women do not roll them on their thighs (as the myth goes!). One interesting thing was that whilst they have radio on in the factory for some of the day, they have kept the tradition going that they have a ‘reader’ for an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon. The workers choose what book is read to them – because those working in the factories are amongst the least educated of the Cubans, it is another way of getting them to know the classics. Later we visited a farmer’s market, where the fruit and vegetables were plentiful. There were no other tourists there – it is the market that our guide uses – and we could only pay in Nationals – that is, national pesos that the Cubans use as opposed to the Convertible pesos that tourists must use (these used to convert dollar for convertible peso, thus the name, but it’s now about 175 convertible pesos to the pound. To confuse you further, there are about 24 nationals to each convertible. For us, four bananas, a huge pineapple and two other fruits (guava, I think) came to less than one peso.
Who’s minding the shop?
The other place I didn’t mention on today’s visit was the house where Ernest Hemingway lived for 20 years. It is about 10 miles on the outskirts of Havana and has been preserved exactly as he left it. You can’t go inside – you look through the huge open windows, and it was a beautiful house (containing around 8,000 books). His boat was there too and is now being restored (this was the place he wrote the Old Man and the Sea). When we arrived there were only two other tourists there who had also turned up in their own hire car. We didn’t really notice them until they asked me to take a picture of them together and I then realised it was Dev from Coronation Street and his partner.
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