How everyday life in Cuba looks like?
When I think about my life in Cuba I always think about the joke my best friend once told me.
One day a guy dies and gets to decide if he wants to go to heaven or hell. First he visits Heaven and it´s really nice. Blue skies, puffy clouds, angels playing harps everywhere, all quiet and chilled. The guys thinks “oh Ilike it, bit boring but nice, let´s see how Hell looks like”. So he goes to Hell and there´s a huge party, drinks, hot chicks and rock´n´roll. He loves it. After few days of thinking he decides to go to Hell. He comes back, it´s all quiet, no sign of any party…the Devil opens the door and he´s like :
– you see, little guy, this pile of shit? I want you to start to clean this is up
– but where the party? where are the chics? where are drinks like the first time?!?!
– oh you see- the Devil says – the first time you came as tourist. Now you´re emigrant.
So here I am. An emigrant in Cuba which looked so nice from the window of Viazul bus. Living in a country and visiting a country are two different things. And Cuba is not the place most of people used to Western Style of life would manage to stay in for longer. But definitely there´re are some benefits of living here.
Education in Cuba if totally free and mandatory for every child until the age of 15. Thanks to that Cuba has a 99.8% literacy rate, which is one of the highest in the world.
Cuba has the highest doctor to patient ratio in the world. There are so many doctors in Cuba, that doctors are often sent abroad to countries with a great need of medical professionals.
It may sounds silly but the weather really makes the difference in people´s lifes. When I was still living in Poland I might have had more stuff, my house wasn´t a wooden barrack but the grey sky was making me nuts. There´s nothing better than starting your day with the sun shining.
There´re good souls everywhere I know but I just love the fact that Cuban families are big and everybody knows everybody. In Portugal I was living in a building with 10 apartments and for 3 years have never met my neighbours. In Cuba it never happens. I have aunts, cousins and friends stopping by my house 10 times a day. So no running around naked but still love it 😉