My trip to Cuba over Easter weekend was not at all what I had planned it to be. Being honest, I made the decision to travel to Cuba to fuck around with as many Cubans as possible. The problem with that objective was it was clear to me Cubans had been fucked too many times already. Fucked by the leaders of their revolution, fucked by their communist government, fucked by the US Government and fucked by Russia. In short, they and everything around them, as far as I could see, was fucked.
What to do for 72 hours in Havana, Cuba — a life en route
My obsession with getting to Cuba is convoluted. My Uncle Mike was sick for well over a decade; a heart transplant led to lung cancer for the year-old nonsmoker. His wife, my Aunt Suzanne, unexpectedly died in the summer of , which was very hard for everyone in the family. We all saw how a part of him died the day Suzanne died. I could go on and on about how amazing the two of them were but I'll keep it quick. After Suzanne passed, Mike became more obsessed with traveling. I think the depression of losing his one true love drove him to want to do some very ambitious travel.
I fell in love with Cuba Cubans are amazing people and I think Fidel actually saved them. Outside looking in, to live that kind of life style was extremely humbling and eye opening. So what do they value? Well the important things in life that modern society has made us come out of touch with.
Seventy years later, after much political and socioeconomic change on the island, tourism imaginaries of Cuba still evoked the sensual and erotic pleasures that the country had to offer. Another perspective pays attention to how differences are articulated and the effects they have on the realities people experience, trying to grasp how different self-identifications are brought about and what they achieve in a given situation. The analysis presented in this article follows this second approach, and builds on a growing body of work that calls for subtler analyses of the way intimate encounters in tourism take place, of their power differentials, of the identifications that emerge from them, and of their potential ambiguities see for instance the writings of Pruitt and LaFont, ; Cohen, ; Herold et al. Much has been said about how female tourists exert their economic and racial power to exploit Caribbean men they typecast in the imagery of hyper-sexual black masculinity; and also how, out of economic necessity, Caribbean men play up these images themselves to use their sexual labour in material-erotic exchanges with tourist women. This literature draws attention to the modalities, tactics, and strategies through which foreign women are seduced, highlighting the competences and resourcefulness that local men develop in engaging with tourists.