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Stolen Pride (and lots of other stuff)

palapa in baja california on the horizon line blogIt’s April Fools Day.  Now, if only someone would pop out and yell, “Just kidding!  Here’s all your stuff back.”  We awoke after our 5th night under the open air palapa at Alan and Bequia’s place in Pescadero to another bright sunny morning in paradise … only to find that the backpack full of our favorite electronics had disappeared.  Yup.  Stolen.

Someone snatched our brand new MacBook Air, iPhone, Hero GoPro, Panasonic camera, sound recording equipment, iTouch and all their assorted accouterments right out from under our feet.  Literally: the bag was two inches from Rob’s left foot.

Rob went into Macgyver mode, finding the out-of-place footprints amidst our Croc and flip-flop prints.  He tracked the thief’s prints for almost a mile through the sand, up an arroyo, and down the road until they disappeared.  Meanwhile, I called bank accounts and dealt with the logistics of changing our online passwords and reorganizing our electronic-dependent lives.  We reported it with the Todos Santos policia, who said, “Yeah, there’s a lot of theft here lately  Buena suerte.”

I keep running through what should’ve been done differently, and how we could’ve prevented this.  I’ve been to Mexico dozens of times, and never been robbed.  I’ve  never had any trouble at all, in fact.  The luck ran out.  It’ll take weeks before we stop blaming ourselves for our carelessness, beating ourselves up for being dumb: why didn’t we separate the valuables better?  Why didn’t we lock them in the car?  Why didn’t we hear the intruder and wake up? ,Why. why, why??

The sting will last for days, but hopefully these lessons learned will last even longer:

– Although we lost much of what we wanted, we are left with everything we need.

– Keeping it simple is less stressful in the long run.

– Bad things will happen.  Anywhere.  And they will serve to highlight the good.

– We only lost things that can replaced with money or time.

– Our friends are solid gold.  Thanks to Katie and Mark (who are letting us use their computer to type this) and Alan and Bequia (who gave us their Olympus camera so we can take photos on our Pacific crossing) for their support, smiles, and footprint-tracking skills.

– Perhaps this voyage will be enriched by lightening our load, and by spending less time viewing our experiences through electronic devices.

– Sometimes you don’t get to choose your donations to society.

Next steps?  Well, we’re not going cold-turkey on the electronics.  We plan to find a cheap laptop in Panama pronto, so that we can keep writing and keep in touch.  I sure loved that MacBook Air, though.  Sigh.

 

 

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Shades of Gringo

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The most noticeable thing about Baja (besides, of course, the stark beauty of the desert, the vast blue seas on either side of the mountains, the friendly people, awesome tacos and colorful culture) is the different shades of gringo.

On the light end of the gringo spectrum, you’ve got your rosy-cheeked young families on vacation, your fresh-off-the-plane northern retirees, and your honeymooners hiding under wide-brimmed hats. The darker varieties include the snowbirds who live here half the year, the college spring-breakers dedicated to tanning (and beer), and the ex-pats and mountain-cum-surfer vagabonds who are now Mexicans at heart. The shades of gringo hair vary inversely to the color of the skin: bleached and sun-streaked locks differentiate the long-timers from the Mexican newbies, with their darker and well-tamed hairdos.

Along with the amount of time spent in the country, the shade of the gringo can also indicate that particular foreigner’s willingness to meld with the culture, sink into Mexico’s rhythms, and embrace a new way of life. Or maybe the darker shade simply indicates the gringo’s willingness to shun the traditional 9-to-5-plus-2-weeks-vacation lifestyle favored by their lighter counterparts to the north.

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Rob and me?  I like to think we’re at the darker end of the gringo spectrum. We tend to embrace new customs quickly. We happily quit our 9-to-5 lifestyle. We are officially vagabonds. Unfortunately, our literal skin shade doesn’t match up … yet. It’s straight up white. Pasty, creamy, pale, translucent. Ghostly. Almost see-through.

I keep forgetting how white we are until I look down at my feet next to Katie’s, or see Rob standing next to our friends, Aldo and Bequia. In my mind, we’ve already transitioned into beach people, and the type of gringos who mingle with locals while throwing out Mexican slang. But in reality, we are the same shade as the tourists who sit under cabanas in Cabo.

I’m trying to be patient while my true shade of gringo slowly emerges. Sure, I want the bleached hair and tan skin that clearly define my place in the gringo spectrum. But I also don’t want skin cancer, and won’t roast myself on the sand like a turkey on a spit. We have the luxury of time, so I know it won’t be long before our bodies reflect the true nature of our vagabond souls.

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A Typical Baja Beginning

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We made it to Mark and Katie!  And it only took an extra 3 hours more than planned, with only half the expected cost.  In Mexico, that’s quite a success story.

After leaving Missoula at 5:30 AM in the dark, chilly mountain air, we landed in SanJose del Cabo Airport at the southern tip of the Baja Californ
ia peninsula at 3:45 PM.  We’d hoped to take a bus directly from the airport at 4:30 PM, but …. well, it’s Mexico.  Though we had boarding passes written up by the cashier, we were a tad late in handing over the pesos, so the driver left without us.  “Siento,” he said, in an un-sorry voice.  “Bus is full.  They will call another driver.”  And how long would that take, did he think?  “Oh, 40 minutes.  Maybe 2 hours.  Hard to say.”

hummingbird in nest-smAfter much hemming and hawing in a mix of two languages, turns out the cashier REALLY wanted to go home.  She said it would be “mas rapido” to take a taxi to the nearest tiny town and grab a different bus from there.  Santa Anita didn’t have a lot going for it, except for the highway running through its center.  After a confusing round of differing instructions from a variety of helpful (but not always right) people, we finally bought tickets for the 6:00 PM bus (which showed up at 7:00).

The coolest part of the delay: as we waited with ice cream sandwiches on the side of the highway for our bus, Rob spotted a humming bird fly into a scrubby tree on the highway median.  He snuck up and saw it sitting  on a nest … the first hummingbird we’ve ever seen on a nest!  And beneath it?  Two tiny eggs the size of Altoid mints.

bri yoga on dock w selkieMark and Katie were planning to greet us at the Malecon in La Paz at 730 PM after our 3 hour bus ride. Luckily, we used our handy DeLorme InReach (more on this nifty tool later) to send them a message that we’d arrive at 10:00 PM instead.  After a Pacifico and empanadas, we all snuggled down on Selkie for the night.  And I did some dock yoga this morning, too.

Now we’re packing up to go explore some remote beaches for a bit.  Well, Rob and I are already packed.  The trick is fitting the 4 of us, our big bags, a golden retriever and an inflatable kayak in a tiny Subaru for a week of camping.  Stay tuned for pictures of that tetris game.  Hasta luego!

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A Snapshot of Our Last Days in Missoula

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Going away cards from our buddies, Jiah and Solan Grillo.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My last bike ride through Greenough Park along Rattlesnake Creek.  It’s been a helluva lovely commute these past ten years!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The new neighborhood grocery store on our kitchen floor, post cupboard clean-out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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And the cupboards for the last few days … we practiced living on a boat by using one spoon, one bowl and one cup each.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Remember how everything has to fit in a 12′ x 12′ area in the back of our garage? Here’s about half that space.  You can tell we like boots.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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These favorites somehow didn’t make it into the book bin in time.  Maybe because we wanted to read them until the very last minute?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My carry-ons tomorrow.  We fly out of Missoula at 7am. (And, no, it’s not a weapon or a fishing tool … it’s my mini guitar in Rob’s homemade case.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The sum total of Rob’s belongings for the next 2 years: 2 sweet dry bags + travel purse + big hat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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In between moving our own junk, we helped friends move a REALLY heavy clawfoot tub up their stairs. They fed us dinner in return.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We had a continuous “free” pile at the bottom of the driveway. Most of our stuff didn’t move very far: here’s our lawn chair just across the street, and I just spotted our shelves next door.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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After selling both cars mid-week, we were lucky enough to borrow the Kesslers’ jeep.  Rob had to pump up the leaking tire with a bike pump a couple of times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Goodbye dinners have been the highlight of each day, as we took a break from packing and cleaning to share meals with our favorite people.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My Place in Space and Time

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Picture yourself right now.  Close your eyes and visualize where you’re sitting, standing or lounging.  Now zoom out.  Do you have a map in your head of where you are located on this big, beautiful earth?

I do.  I’m a visual learner, and I feel disoriented if I can’t picture my place in time and space.  For instance, when Rob and I went to Philadelphia last month to visit his family, I had absolutely no visual map.  I was in unfamiliar terrain with no landmarks to guide me, and couldn’t have found north if my life depended on it (good thing it didn’t!).

For the past decade, the map in my head has been framed by mountains and rivers.  My place in space right this moment is bracketed by Stuart Peak to the north, Mount Jumbo to the east, the North Hills to the west, and Lolo Peak to the south.  I follow Rattlesnake Creek as my north-south axis when I’m navigating from home to downtown Missoula.  I’m guided by the Clark Fork River as I head west or east out of town.  My body can sense which knobby ridge the sun kisses as it rises, and as it sets.

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But my body is about to leave the ridge lines, rivers and creeks that create my central axis.  My frame for pinpointing the cardinal directions will be fuzzy and out of focus as we shift between new horizons and new shores.  I’m going to have to accept the fact that I won’t always have a map in my head of where, exactly, I am — physically or mentally.  That feels overwhelming.  Exhilarating.  Terrifying.  Liberating.

Luckily, I know we will always have a well-marked and special place waiting for us in Montana, nestled squarely between the hills and creeks that so clearly define space and time.

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Packing Your Home into a Small Space

 

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The Goodwill pile. We found approximately 221 cozies in our cupboards.

Our first day of (our first) retirement is full of dust-bunnies, boxes, and lots of trash bags.  The full chaos of moving is upon us.  Luckily, we have a whole week to move our life and our house into a 12×12-foot storage space before we fly away to Baja California where our adventures begin.  Even more luckily for us, Rob had the super-awesome idea of building a wall to divide our garage in half so that we can use the back half to store our stuff.

The up side: we only have to move all of our worldly possessions downstairs, which is rad.  But we still have to seal it, box it, wrap it, tie it, and stuff it carefully so that: a) it doesn’t mildew or get water damage, b) no rodents or creepy-crawlies destroy it, and c) it all fits into a space roughly the size of a bathroom.

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Rob’s pile of “coming with us” stuff that’s supposed to fit in a backpack.

 

(Interesting factoid of the day: if you wrap your mattress in plastic or put clothes in Hefty bags, you should insert some silicone packets between the plastic and fabric first to suck up moisture.)

Here’s a typical conversation this afternoon: “Rob, I’m throwing away this ratty old blanket with holes in it,” as I toss it toward an overflowing trash bag.

“But, what if we want it for later?” Rob yells from the freezer he’s immersed in cleaning.  “Hey, cool!  I just found a whole bag of lemongrass.”  Rob also found frozen brussel sprouts, watermelon, cake with suspicious-looking blue icing, hops, and 12 packages of frozen beef.

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My pile of adventure stuff … minus that big drum in the black case.

Rob and I work well together — especially when we take on separate projects in separate corners and don’t ask permission when sorting and purging.  Just kidding.  We both agree on the fact that less is more in life, which will help us immensely as we pack up this week.  And, thankfully, we both agree that our couch and our bed are the most important items we own.  Everything else is just icing on the cake (though much nicer icing than what was on that nasty cake in the freezer).

Packing your life into 144 square feet + one backpack each is a good test for a relationship.  So far, so good.

I’ll let you know how we fare when the heavy lifting starts.

 

 

 

 

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Travel Preparations: What to Bring With You

bri with backpack ready to sail away on the horizon lineAre you ready for Part 2 of the Travel Prep Mini-Series?  We sure are!  This entry is much more fun, since it means we’re getting closer to a final packing list and farther from those nagging logistical details of leaving our life behind.  (In case you missed Part 1, click here to read “What You Should Leave Behind.”)

Did I mention that Rob had us do a “test pack” on Christmas Eve?  Yup, that was 2 full months ago.  And that’s how excited he is to get the backpack on his back and get out to explore the South Seas.  The test pack weighed in at exactly 50 lbs, which means we should be just under the checked baggage limit (fingers crossed!).  I just laid out everything on the floor again this weekend, trying to see how the hell it will all fit.

The goals of this post include: 1) share our preparation research with other wanna-be sailors/explorers/world travelers; 2) inspire you to cast off all bowlines and simplify some; 3) convince you (and us) that we can fit everything we need for 2 years in one giant backpack each.  See below for our packing list.

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Our dog, Abe, goes to his “safe place” in the laundry basket when he sees us pack. Wish he could come with us!

And — please — let us know what we’re forgetting!  Although, as my grandma just told me on the phone, “I guess you won’t miss what you don’t bring, right?”  Hope not.

The Packing List:

  1. BAGS.  One giant 115-liter waterproof backpack, and one small daypack each.  A small purse/travel wallet for the items in #2.  Several different dry sacks/ditty bags to organize the stuff in the giant 115-liter backpack.
  2. WALLET & DOCS.  Passport, credit cards, ATM cards, license, health insurance cards, scuba certification cards, cash.  We also made electronic and paper copies of all of important travel docs to bring with us and leave with our parents.
  3. ELECTRONICS.  MacBook Air laptop, LaCie hard drive, iPhone (complete with Navionics charts and Bad Elf GPS plugin, and its own life jacket), camera, GoPro Hero 2, recording mic, mini-speaker, iTouch, plus a Joos solar charger to keep ’em all alive and waterproof/durable cases to keep ’em all dry.  *Stay tuned for a Travel Prep post on our communication plan while at sea.
  4. CLOTHES.  3-4 of each of these items: lightweight pants, shorts/skirts, long-sleeved shirts, tank-top or t-shirts, sarongs, underwear, visors/hats, bathing suits.  Rubber rain gear and a lightweight windbreaker.  Small, lightweight puffy jacket.  For Bri: 1 dress and 1 long skirt.  Shoes: Crocs, Vibram 5-Fingers, flip-flops.
  5. SAFETY.  Delorme In-Reach for emergency tracking and rescue (you’re welcome, moms!),
    inflatable Coast Guard-certified life jackets with harness attachments, headlamps, a UV SteriPen to filter drinking water, mosquito net, dive + rigging knives, and a bomber medical kit.  *Stay tuned for a Travel Prep post detailing our medical supplies and vaccinations.
  6. a snapshot of stuff we're taking sailingTOILETRIES.  Dr. Bronner’s liquid soap (doubles as shampoo), toothpaste, toothbrush, comb, hair bands, sunscreen, all-purpose lotion, bug repellent (Rob made natural bug goop), chapstick and towel.
  7. FUN STUFF.  Snorkel and mask, rash guard, fins, books and Kindle, jump rope, yoga mat, fly fishing rod and saltwater flies.
  8. SLEEPING GEAR.  Fleece sleeping bag liners, small travel pillow and silk liner for Bri, a sarong and folded-up-sweatshirt pillow for Rob.
  9. NOVELTY ITEM.  Bri: travel backpacking guitar.  Rob: pole spear.

 

Click here to read more “Travel Prep” posts!

 

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Travel Preparations: What You Should Leave Behind

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Last week, I had coffee with my friend, Kim.  She and her family are planning to take a year off to sail soon (go, Kim!), and I talked her ear off about how to prepare.  Kim madly scribbled down notes as I rattled off websites, resources and advice about the logistics of leaving.  After 30 minutes of so, I caught myself marveling at the sheer amount of stuff we’ve checked off lists in the last six months.

Remember that Little Red Bible?  It’s a serious masterpiece now.  We have pages full of cross-referenced lists, organized by month and category.

Then there’s all the sticky notes and half-crossed out to-do lists littering our offices and house.  I’ve even started emailing myself reminders, since I think of details when the Little Red Bible is not close at hand.

boat funSince we decided not to buy our own sailboat (yet), I’m surprised by all these details.  I mean, how hard can it really be to fill up a backpack and go play on the ocean for a year or two?

Kinda complicated, it turns out.  Sailing away takes some serious organization.  I’m proud of how organized we’ve been, and how much we’ve taught ourselves about sailing, traveling and life-maintenance in preparation to head off.

Now we want to share our lessons in preparation here, in case you’re planning your own adventure (and we encourage you to do so!).  This is the start of a little mini-series on how to cast off your bowlines and head into the sunset.

What You Should Leave Behind (and hopefully not worry about):

  1. Taxes.  Do ’em before you go.
  2. Jury duty and voting.  Tell the county elections office and courts that you’re leaving the country for a spell. They can forward ballots if you know where you’ll be (we sure don’t!).
  3. Your address.  Set up a forwarding address for U.S. mail and change all relevant billing/contact information.
  4. Typical health insurance.  Buy international travel insurance, including emergency flight evacuations — it’s actually cheaper than U.S. plans.
  5. “Will and Testament.”  Write one, get it notarized and file it with your county.
  6. A home safe or bank safe deposit box filled with copies of passport, birth certificate, marriage license, house/car titles, bank account info, and wills.  Give copies or safe access to a trusted friend or family member, too.
  7. Your house and car(s).  Lease it, sell it, and get it in tip-top shape to avoid disasters while you’re a world away (stay tuned for a future post on how to do this).
  8. Financial complications.  Cancel all but one credit card, and open a new checking account and credit card that don’t charge fees out the wazoo (like Schwab or Capitol One).
  9. 99% of your clothes: only bring what fits in a 2-cubic-foot sack. Yup: that’s all you get.
  10. Furniture, gear, dishes, books, odds and ends.  Give ’em to Goodwill, sell on CraigslistAmazon or eBay, or have a white elephant party.
  11. Subscriptions.  No more newspapers and magazines, unless they get e-delivered to your Kindle or tablet.
  12. rob and abe our dog sleeping in bedStorage area.  If you can’t get rid of everything, build a storage space (we put up a wall with a locking door to use half of our garage as storage) or rent one.
  13. Pets.  So sad they can’t come with us on our adventures!  Luckily, our doggie Abe already has 2 sets of parents and gets to stay and chase turkeys and deer in Montana.  Our chickens found an excellent retirement home, too.  We’ll miss them all.

Next up in the Travel Prep Mini-Series: What to Bring With You.  Give us a shout with questions — we’d love to help you get out and explore!   (And, if you want detailed logistics info and a good laugh, we’ll lend you our Little Red Bible.)

Spending Money to Travel

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I just checked my credit card statement, and had to take several deep breaths.  Once I was sure I wouldn’t hyperventilate, I opened my eyes again to look at the carnage: Amazon, Apple, Expedia … repeat.  Whoa.

How naive I was, thinking we’d just stuff a backpack with some bathing suits and a camera, and head off into the sunset.  Turns out our packing list is LONG, and we actually don’t own half the shit we need.

In the past 3 weeks, Rob and I have been spending a LOT of money.  It feels really weird.  Forbidden, taboo, and counter-intuitive to our previous scrimping.

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Over the last 2 years we’ve been saving like crazy to quit our jobs and go on this sailing voyage.  I can count on one hand the number of times I went out to lunch in 2012.  I rarely order a second beer, and refrain from buying a mid-afternoon cookie at the local bakery.  I shopped far and wide for new homeowners insurance this year to save a whopping $150/year.

Then, quite suddenly, we went from being penny-pinchers to high-rollers.  Our spending spree started before Christmas, when we took advantage of holiday sales to start buying necessities.  The good news: we’ve done it all online!  Since I hate shopping, this seems like a miracle.  In fact, I almost want to write Amazon.com a thank-you note for how easy they’ve made our prep work.

It was inevitable that we’d start spending money for our trip — that’s the point of saving, right? — but I’m still a little overwhelmed at the quantity of random stuff we need.

Like what, you ask?  Here’s a record of a few items we’ve bought.  ADDED BONUS: if you see something you like, buy it from the link below and we get a small percentage for our sailing kitty! (NOTE: email subscribers will have to click the link to our website to view the slideshow.)

 

 

How to Travel In and Around Cuba

Downtown Havana and Capitol

As the days get shorter and temperatures start dropping in Montana, my thoughts often turn to more tropical locations.  This year, I already know where we are going, kind of. We’ll leave in April and head for somewhere between Hawaii and Australia.  If you have the same inclinations and you’re looking for a place to visit this winter and need something closer to home, let me recommend a place that most Americans rarely consider: Cuba.

After reading the November 2012 issue of National Geographic featuring Cuba, I’ve been thinking about the island more recently.  Despite what you may have been led to believe your entire life,Cuba is actually a safe, interesting, inexpensive and fairly simple place to get to.  People from all over the world – and lots of them — visit Cuba every year.  The northern coast is thronged with all-inclusive resorts and airports that whisk tourists, mostly Canadians, but also Western Europeans, Scandinavians, Russians and South Americans (in seeming order of regularity) in and out of the country for a dose of sun.  This post details some of the finer points of traveling in Cuba and is written mostly for another type of traveler – for the people who are interested in experiencing the non-resort parts of the island, or least giving it a try.

Getting to Cuba

Coco-taxis and colonial architecture

 At present there are legit ways to get into Cuba, including via educational, religious and other activities.  Check the US Department of State website for current regulations. But you can always do it the old fashioned way and just fly to Mexico. Usually, Cancun is easiest for hopping a flight to Havana, or you can travel through Canada. All of my research indicates that this is an extremely low priority for US Customs, that hundreds/thousand of Americans do it every year, and that they very rarely prosecute anyone, if they actually get caught, which is unlikely.  Tickets from Cancun to Havana can be bought in advance through travel companies in Canada.  There are also direct flights from Canada to many different cities in Cuba.  If you’re in Montana, you could make your way to Calgary and fly directly to half a dozen Cuban cities.  Plenty of cheap flights also go from Vancouver and Calgary. Don’t expect a new plane on Cubana Air, though.  You’ll likely be treated to a 50-year-old Russian-style jet with signs in Spanish and Russian.  If you fly through Mexico or Canada, they won’t stamp your passport in Cuba: you will pass through Cuban customs and be given a stamped piece of paper to keep in your passport.  Don’t lose the paper.  You will be asked for it often — Cuba likes to know where you are.

Money

One of the first things people usually want to know about Cuba is whether to bring cash, credit or some other form of currency.  But first the basics: Cuba has two systems of currency.  The first is the Cuban Peso, which is, officially at least, reserved for the Cuban populace.  It is the currency Cubans use to buy bread, ride the bus, and generally go about their daily lives.  The second is the Convertible Peso or CUC$ (pronounced as “kooks”).  The CUC$ is the tourist dollar, and it is basically set at a 1:1 exchange rate with the US dollar.  If you are a tourist in Cuba, almost everything you buy or pay for will be in CUC$, with a few exceptions if you are an experienced and adventurous traveler.  Cubans also use the CUC$ to buy more expensive items, like washer and dryers, furniture, etc.  American dollars used to be an accepted form of currency in Cuba, but that ended in 2004 with the introduction of the CUC$.

Cuban Peso and CUC notes

As an American, you have a few options for maintaining cash flow in Cuba: 1) you can bring all your money in US dollars and exchange your money for CUC$; 2) you can bring travelers checks (double check on this); 3) you can get a travel debit/credit card from another country (US credit cards and ATM cards will not work in Cuba).  If you bring cash or travelers checks, you will pay a heavy exchange fee – around 20% — and, of course, you will be carrying around a lot of money and risk losing it or getting it taken from you. Many Americans we know have chosen to go a different route, by getting a short- term bank card from another country.

One very reasonable option, at least recently, has been to use Caribbean Transfers (www.caribbeantransfers.com).  Here is the basic process: you email or call the CT office and set up your preferred amount of money and time of transfer.  Next, you then wire the money to the CT office.  Then, you show up in the Havana airport with a card waiting for you that will work in just about any bank throughout the country.  Never mind that the card will probably be waiting for you in an unmarked booth, and you might have to find the airport janitor to get the key.  If this sounds scary, it is.  But Cuba is a land of contradictions and where, ultimately, and sometimes in mysterious way, things do work, usually on time and in order (you just won’t know what’s going on in the meantime).  If you’re still not convinced about wiring money, think about this: Cuban migrants send about $2 billion per year back to their friends and relatives in country – they have figured out a system to do this.  Or just carry around a big wad of cash and be paranoid the whole time….

 Places to Stay

Room in Trinidad, Cuba

If I were going to Cuba, I would stay in Casas Particulares without a doubt.  These are private Cuban residences, marked by a blue anchor on the door or entrance, which host tourists in one or two rooms that have been officially sanctioned by Cuban authorities. Its very similar to a bed and breakfast, and for $15-25 CUC$ you can get a private room in a Cuban household.  If you’re traveling with a spouse or partner, consider yourself lucky because the room price is usually fixed regardless of whether one or two people are staying for the night.  Meals are usually extra (more on that later). Amenities can vary widely depending on time and place, but you may find yourself in a room with 10 foot ceilings and ceiling fans that opens out into a Spanish hacienda style courtyard with fruit trees and fountains, or you may find yourself in a Havana apartment where they park the car in the living room for the night and you have a room in a highrise overlooking the city.  These are legit operations — the rooms are by and large very clean and respectable. The families that rent the rooms are extremely friendly, and willing to help you, teach you, feed you, and talk to you. The government, always watching, is very aware of who is staying at the Casas Particulares (families have to report to local authorities) and how they are treating visitors.  Plus, Cubans pay a monthly fee of $400 CUC to the government for the right to rent out these rooms – they have a good reason to treat people well and keep people coming back.

High rise next to vegetable gardens

This is the way to see Cuba.  You can stay in hotels if you want, but they are much more expensive.  But more than cheap, the Casas Particulares get you in the center of the action, and in Cuba there is always some kind of action — friends are stopping by, someone is playing music, and people are living.  These Cubans will be your tour guides, your night watch, help desk, and information centers.  If you need recommendations in advance, let me know, but it’s super easy to get around Cuba without any advance planning.  Just ask your host family for a recommendation in the next place you’re visiting, and you will hear the fours words that sum up Cuban culture:  “I have a friend…”  (Note that this will probably cost you a small $3 to 5 finders fee, but it will just be tacked on to your next room rental and you’ll probably never even know about it.)

 Food

The food in Cuba is pretty easy to sum up: its not very good.  This is probably one of the only drawbacks and likely one of the major misconceptions about the country.  Cuban food is not the spicy, eclectic, seafood dish you ate at the Cuban fusion place in Miami last time you were there.  Cuban food is ham and cheese sandwiches or rice with vegetables and chicken.  That said, there are exceptions to the rule, and there are some ways to make your eating experience interesting and rewarding.  There are basically four options:

Restaurants – Almost all of the restaurants in Cuba are run by the government, like everything else.  These places will have different names, different décor and slightly different menus.  But they’re basically the same.  Try to avoid them when you can, though sometimes this will be the only option.  The food is not good and the service usually stinks.

Dinner at a Casa

Paladares – Paladares are eating establishments in people’s private homes.  They have been licensed by Cuban officials to sell food and look more or less like a restaurant.  The good Paladares can be pretty crowded, for a good reason.  The food is usually quite good and the service friendly.  Some of these establishments can be hard to find and can be on the pricier side, but worth it.

Casas Particulares – As I mentioned previously, you can eat breakfast and dinner in the Casas Particulares for an extra fee.  Breakfast will include fruit and juice, bread, eggs and some other treat.  Dinner could include fish, shrimp, chicken or pork and then typically rice, bread, and vegetables.  The meals are usually freshly prepared and served in good portions.  You also get a chance to chat with family members and enjoy the surroundings.  Breakfast usually runs about 4-5 CUC$ and dinner 7-8 CUC$.

Typical pizza

Street food – Where else can you buy a personal pizza for forty cents or a small breakfast sandwich for a quarter? The list goes on and on:  ice cream for ten cents, coffee for a nickel…. Street food is the essence of the Cuban experience: it’s fast, ubiquitous, cheap and you have to wait in line for it. Lines at pizza windows can reach dozens deep around lunchtime, and there seems to be a national obsession with ice cream (going to the national ice cream chain, Coppelia, is like going to a circus or sporting event).  Most street food options will include a piece bread (think dinner roll) with sometime inside of it.  The filling could be tortilla (egg), pasta (a kind of semi spicy paste), mayonesa (you guessed it) or hamerguesa (yep).  It some coastal cities you can buy sandwiches with fried fish or shrimp in it, which is delightful. Other street food fare includes cake, juice and of course, pizza – which is basically just tomato sauce and some cheese on pizza dough.

Transportation

Ok, now you had found a place to stay, gotten something to eat and you’re looking to move on.  There are a few ways to tackle this next step.

Buses — Tourists generally take the Viazul bus line, which travels the well-trod routes between cities.  You can buy tickets in advance at the Viazul bus depots or ask your host family to help, which they’ll probably be happy to do (for a small fee of course)  The buses are modern, clean, generally on time and not terribly expensive.  For some reason though, they blast the AC, and the buses can be extremely COLD.  Be prepared. There are also local and regional bus lines that the Cubans ride.  These are not really for tourists, but they’re much less expensive and have more options in terms of time and locations.  If you speak Spanish pretty well and are willing to try to navigate this system, you might be able to utilize this option.

Taxis — Like everything else in Cuba, there is one system for tourists and one for locals.  Tourist taxis are yellow, modern vehicles (Puegeot and Toyotae) with meters or set prices.  Then there are the taxis for locals, which are the much photographed, older American vehicles (Fords and Chevys) that have probably been retrofitted with Korean or Japanese engines.  You can ride in these taxis for a cheaper rate, but be discrete.  These Cuban taxi drivers will be running a risk by taking you for a fare.  They may even ask to drop you off around the corner from your destination, to try to stay low key.  There are also bike taxis and coco taxis (literally a small, yellow coconut shaped pod) that can get you around in the major cities for a good rate.

Local transport

Cars — Renting a car in Cuba is actually pretty straightforward.  All of the car rental companies are state run, so you can generally rent for one way trips and the prices don’t fluctuate too much (their comparable to US prices).  Driving is a different story. Roads in Cuba can be unmarked and their condition can change dramatically.  Large potholes appear suddenly, as do cows, donkey carts, people, etc.  Other vehicles may not have their lights on, either because they don’t work or because they don’t want to use them, and driving in cities can be confusing with roundabouts, one way streets, and other problems that are only avoided through local knowledge.  It’s a great way to see the country, but be wary.

Hitchhike — You’ll see Cubans all over the roads looking for a ride, so learn how to compete.  On a sidenote, picking up hitchhikers can help you navigate driving local streets if you end up renting a car.

Culture

Cubans and guests

Cuba is by far one of the most fascinating, welcoming and confusing places in the world.  Stuck in a bastion of socialism, Cubans are some of the most capitalistic people you have ever met, because they have to be to survive. Whether it’s a small black market business, a tourist-oriented enterprise, or some scam with a family member overseas, Cubans are extremely entrepreneurial.   Most Cubans have state jobs (although Cuba, in the midst of some economic problems, recently cut nearly a half million state employee positions).  State jobs are low paying and not very fulfilling.  That’s why many of the uniformed workers you will encounter are aloof and not very helpful.  But get rid of the uniforms and Cubans are lively, friendly, and entertaining people. On the homefront, they will kiss you on both cheeks upon greeting, even if they’ve never met you before, and they speak Spanish rapidly, like they’re talking during a marble-eating contest.

Cubans are also very neat, well dressed people who follow the most recent music, fashion and media culture come out of the US.  They like bright colors (yellow, red and white outfits seem in vogue recently) and have no problem with public displays of affection – with strangers, friends or loved ones.  They also hate waiting in lines — probably because they do it all the time — and have developed some elaborate line protocols.  If you need to get in line, just ask: “Quien es ultimo (Who is last)?”.  You’ve then reserved your space in line, and you don’t really even need to stand there. People will just linger about until its their turn.

City of Cienfuegos after winning baseball championship

By and large, they also love Americans because, well, we’re not Canadians, which visit in hoards.  Seriously, Cubans identify with the United States.  The island is only 90 miles from Florida and everyone in Cuba, and I mean everyone, has an uncle, brother, niece or grandmother who live in Miami, or possibly California.  They treat Americans with warmth and mutual respect, as they do most people. They like to practice English, make new friends, and foster a good reputation for their country and people.

Give Cuba a try.  It won’t be the most straightforward to make travel arrangements, and it will take some effort to figure out the system once you’re there, but I’ll guarantee this: it will be unlike any place you’ve ever been and well worth any complications.

(Full disclosure: Cuba can be a very confusing place and relations with the US are ever changing, so any of the above information could change at any time. And I’ve certainly never been there…).

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