Michael Totten describes his visit to Cuba. He was on his own, not a guest of Señor Castro or his minions. Longish, interesting, and lots of photos.
The Lost World, Part I
20 January 2014
I needed to go on a road trip in a country where hardly anyone can go on a road trip.
That’s what I was told by an American man and travel industry pro who has visited the Caribbean people’s republic more times than I’ve left my home country combined.
“But I’ve driven in Lebanon,” I said. “And Albania.” No one drives as badly as the Lebanese and Albanians, bless their hearts. Even the Iraqis and Israelis drive like Canadians by comparison. “Besides, Cuba hardly has any cars. How bad could the traffic possibly be?”
“The roads are dark at night and filled with pedestrians, bicycles, and animals,” he said. “There are no signs and you’ll be arrested if you get in an accident.”
Getting arrested in a communist police state ranks on my to-do list alongside being stricken with cancer and getting snatched off a Middle Eastern street by Al Qaeda.
Follow the link to finish Part I; at the bottom, there’s a link to Part II.