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Erasmo Calzadilla: I find it difficult to introduce myself in public. I've tried many times but it doesn’t flow. I’m more less how I appear in my posts, add some unpresentable qualities and stir; that should do for a first approach. If you want to dig a little deeper, ask me for an appointment and wait for a reply.

A Week on Vacation

May 11, 2012 | Print Print |

Erasmo Calzadilla, (photos: Irina Echarry)

HAVANA TIMES — This is another chapter of our vacation at a “Campismo Popupar” campground in Cienfuegos Province. Chronologically, we should have started here, but we’re no less crazy than the rest of this crazy world.

The “Campismo Popular” is an inexpensive recreational alternative here in Cuba. The original idea is — like most original ideas in Cuba — that of our commander-in-chief, Fidel Castro.

The departure

In recent months, Cuban television has put so much emphasis on the improvements being made to rail transportation, that its eloquent words convinced my friends and me to choose this mode of transportation over the more expensive Astro busline, the sole government “alternative” for inter-provincial transportation.

We boarded the train in the morning and passed through the ghost towns to the south of Havana but, surprisingly, the massive iron locomotive never picked up speed.

One of us asked the driver about the duration of the trip, which we found out would take ten hours! Ten hours to get to Cienfuegos, though it’s located less than 190 miles from the capital. Only the fear of the justice prevented my mates from climbing out the window – and inevitably fall into a thicket of the thorny marabou brush.

I suggested that everyone just relax and take advantage of this chance to see the villages across the countryside, chat with their folksy people on the train, and taste the fruits – which would surely be selling for next to nothing at each little station. We’d be able to contemplate the beautiful scenery and enjoy the services offered by the staff.

As for the villages in the countryside, after you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all. Spring itself is nice, but it was easier to find a packaged fruit drink than fresh fruit. The landscape was made up of vast plains dotted with marabou brush and dotted with rural boarding schools, with us occasionally running into an old sugarcane refinery still operating or another in ruins.

The bathroom was disgusting, and I still don’t understand why there’s such a putrid stench if all the pee and poop falls onto the tracks.

The staff offered us “Cuban-style” ham sandwiches, which is a manner of food service that involves holding the food items in the same hands that handle the money and dig around in various orifices of the human body. Undoubtedly, God is great at preventing epidemics.

We arrived so late in Cienfuegos that it was necessary to catch a taxi to take us to Playa El Ingles. Traveling in the expensive and comfortable car that meandered between arid and time-eroded mountains, for a moment I had the strange feeling that I wasn’t in Cuba – at least until we got to the campgrounds. A large poster of the Cuban Five brought me back to my time and space.

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What's your opinion?

  • Michael N. Landis

    You’ve just described my dream vacation! Then again, my dreams are more like nightmares! I’ve tried to take the train in Cuba, but have always been frustrated, either because it was leaving on the wrong day, or the line was under repair, or it was broken down. Supposedly there is a guarantee that if the train is late, you get your money back, at least with the “tren frances.” Someone who took it from Habana to Santiago reported that in his instance it was 27-hours late! It sounds like the Playa Ingles is very exclusive, since it is surrounded by so many hectares of impenatrable maribu! Also, as is often reported with Campismo Populares, was there loud regaeton playing on the P.A. system all night?! In any event, the mind can make a heaven of hell–and vice versa! With good friends, good conversation, a bottle of rum (and maybe something more herbal) even a campismo popular can become as paradiso.

  • JennyC

    Dreamy vacation, indeed! I have never tried train travel in Cuba but it sounds like other things I have noticed about the country: good in theory but…..
    I always enjoy your tongue-in-cheek humour, Erasmo! Maybe one day, when I need to practice my patience, I will take a train in Cuba.

  • Raydel Sánchez

    Next time you guys should try the campgrounds of either El Salto, Ganuza or Sierra Morena in the province of Villa Clara. El Salto and Ganuza are better than Sierra Morena in my opinion and the beaches are nicer. You need to make reservations ahead of time with Astro. I know the bus fares went up, but there is no other choice to get there, except via Santo Domingo or Santa Clara and that’s more complicated. The fact that my parents live a few kilometers away makes it very easy for me to enjoy those beaches whenever I go to Cuba. Varadero is just less than a 100 kms away!