Cuba Day 12… Old Havana…

Just got home, I miss it already… I miss Cuba…!

Cuba, or Havana, is a place of feeling… A place full of passion… It’s like time stood still…

It’s such a complicated country…

yo1This was such a unique experience… Like no other…. This was indeed the safest I have ever felt while travelling…. While comparable to Japan in safety, the Japanese do not show emotion… However the Cubans on the other hand, are full of emotion !

It was funny to hear my hosts of whose houses I stayed, ask me how many times I have been to Cuba… And to see their surprise when I told them it was my first time 🙂

I would just wander out on my own to meet Cubans I had just met… Not knowing if I would be back that night lol… If only they knew a few months ago I was wandering through the Himalayas… Just to catch a glimpse of Everest hahaha 🙂

I had no plan here on the island… I was finding my next place to sleep the day before… The only glitch was finding a place to stay on the 25th, the night of the Rolling Stones concert… But thankfully earlier in the week, I had met a Cuban who was nice enough to help me out…

The people here are incomparable to any other people I have ever met… I will try to explain my experience in posts to come…

yoAs soon as I arrived in Old Havana, I couldn’t leave… I lived with Cubans, ate with Cubans, partied with Cubans… I lived like a Cuban… At least I did the best I could… I did no tours, no sightseeing, nothing touristy…. I don’t think I could’ve been more immersed into Cuban life 🙂

The average income is about $25 per month… It’s amazing to see a culture that is dying for change, yet lives in feeling and passion… And in the heart…

… Everyday for Cubans is like yesterday

I only stayed at Casa Particulars (people’s homes)… This is the only way to visit Cuba!!

The nightly cost in a Casa is $25-$35 (absolutely worth it)… And ironically, it is more than the monthly income of the average Cuban… You can only imagine how staying at people’s houses can only help Cuban people… Another reason why I detest resorts…

I met so many tourists visiting Havana for the day, from Varadero… It was so amusing to hear their views of Cuba based on the limited knowledge of their experience… Which was mostly from the media…

… People who only concentrate on worldly life, miss the reality of life

Sad but this is the way life is… Life exists at the end of our comfort zone… People that stay in a bubble, live in a bubble

To feel Cuba you have to live with Cubans… Like they say, when in Rome…

To feel another’s heart we must first, feel our own…

… Havana is a place so full of passion

I have never connected with so many people on the heart level in my life…

FullSizeRenderThe people here are centred in the heart…

People here feel before they think, while people everywhere else, for the most part, think before they feel

Feeling cannot be a thought… Feeling is an experience… And experience transcends thought…

“The intensity of my sensations has always been less than the intensity of my awareness of them. I’ve always suffered more from my consciousness that I was suffering than from the suffering of which I was conscious.” ~ The Book of Disquiet

The heart and the mind are like two parallel lines that never cross… To feel is not to think… And to think is not to feel

What a wonderful experience, of Cuba…!

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