This blog post would normally have been about my honeymoon trip to Cayo Santa María, Cuba.
It would have mentioned the great all inclusive resort stay we experienced at the Sol Cayo Santa Maria resort and shown you some lovely photos of the resort and its splendid facilities.
I would not tell you that this dude is a super super chick-magnet among tourists and staff alike! Id leave that for you to figure out on your own, dude.
And I of course would have shown you some behind the scenes photos of the village of Caibarién just outside our resort enclave.
Uhn Uhn! I ain’t sharing any stories and pics about my trip there. You can just imagine it yourself.
Oh! and I would have concluded my post with the main highlight of my trip – a visit to the Town of Santa Clara, the reported burial-place of the famous Enersto Che Guevara
Apparently, I looked like young Che above myself as a kid. So I was told.
Nope this post ain’t about all that stuff.
What it IS about is about the most sinister thing that can happen to tourists when visiting the resorts at Cuba.
It is the Canadian Tourist!
So while Tourism Canada wants all non-stupid people residing outside its borders to visit Canada, the nation’s stupid people are traveling down south to Cuba.
Let me explain.
We were on our bus tour of Santa Clara and other villages and towns. The tour guide was explaining about the daily rationed life of the Cubans and that the highest paid profession in the country are doctors and they earn the equivalent of $300 per month.
However, medical service and education and basic welfare is free.
So there was this loudmouth Canadian lady in our bus who kept complaining how pathetic everything looked around, how they could not desire for a better life like she had in Canada, how can the Cubans put up with this nonsense and yada yada yada…….
Man, somebody give this lady her daily dose of maple syrup! Like seriously. Nothing to ruin an immersion tour as the snarky passenger at the back of the bus.
Now the bus was full prior to that and when we had originally boarded our bus at the resort, there was a couple who didn’t get adjoining seats so they had to split up. Ok. So me and wife got off at one point from the bus to explore one of the stops. We left behind our water bottle on our seats. Upon returning to the bus, which was almost full, we realized our seats were taken by that same couple. They had moved our water bottle out and left it on the floor. Now we kindly requested them that we were seated there earlier.
The woman yells out that the seats are not designated and they were split up earlier and so now they want to be seated together. So to not make it an embarrassing situation for both of us, me and the wife decided to split up and had to sit that way for the rest of the way. Imagine our state of mind. And where was this couple from!
And don’t even get me started on the Canadian family at the dining hall, the Canadian kid at the pool and the Canadian couple at the bar.
After all that I wanted to go Sparta on these folks! Seriously!
So there! The snarky rude obnoxious Canadian idiot tourist is the most sinister thing to happen to you in Cuba. Be warned.
“Until victory always”
-Enersto Che Guevara