This blog's title means "Cuban-hearted woman" (very loosely translated!). I settled on this name because it had a nice ring to my unschooled ear and, more importantly, because I think the Cuban people seem to have so much
heart, and they're in my heart for that reason. In general, the people I've met in Cuba are quite consistently open-hearted and big-hearted in the way they relate to each other or to visitors in their beautiful land. A piece of my heart now resides in Cuba, with the warm, wonderful friends I've made there. This blog is not intended to be a guide to Cuba, just a forum for my eclectic bits of writing – poetry, opinion pieces and information gleaned from my personal experience and reading.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Fresh from my fifth visit, I’m eager to begin work

I’m back in cool Canada, fresh from the warmth of my fifth visit to Marea del Portillo, Cuba. I am tired but energized. I feel incredibly blessed and enriched by my diverse experiences there.

I now see much more clearly what can be done to support and empower the people there, what should be done and what I can do. I’m eager to begin. I have been doing some things to help families in this rather isolated rural region, and I will be doing more.

The individuals I have come to know and trust are teaching me about how things work in Cuba, showing me what is most needed in the community surrounding Club Amigo Marea del Portillo, a minor resort operated by Sunwing in the Granma province, at the southern foot of the island. It’s just about as far away from the hustle of Havana as one can be in Cuba, which has both pros and cons.

The largest con is that the location means this area is lower on the food chain when it comes to supplies; it’s often harder to get the most basic necessities like deodorant here. Sometimes it’s even difficult to get rice, an absolutely essential part of every Cuban diet. Somehow, they always cope, and continue to smile.

What I’ve been learning is that even the smallest things can make a big difference. The peso that is left on the pillow for the chambermaid each morning adds up. To the Canadian leaving the tip, that’s seven bucks for an entire week of service. It’s next to nothing. It’s less than a bottle of semi-decent wine or a meal at many fast-food joints. For the maid and her family, it’s huge.

Keep in mind that the average Cuban, working six days a week, earns roughly $10 per month – but that’s not enough to live on. When pressed for a number, a close friend finally said, “Well, one really needs about $20 each month.” I had to gently push for that figure for several reasons. First, Cubans are generally very proud. Second, it’s hard to calculate what a single person needs because most people do not live alone; the households are typically comprised of several generations of blended families, pooling their resources.

Wages alone are not enough to cover the cost of their basic needs. That’s why tips are vital and many people have some sort of sideline business. It’s about survival. They do what they need to do. And, from what I’ve observed, they routinely help each other.

Life is not easy in this land of sun and smiles but one does not hear a lot of complaining. That’s just the way it is – “Es Cuba,” as the title of a very evocative book by Lea Aschkenas states. It’s Cuba. One copes.

I’ve decided to do what I can to make coping easier for the people in the community I’ve fallen profoundly in love with – Marea del Portillo and the surrounding area, including Pilon and Mota. Of course I know I can’t save the world. I’m not trying to do that; I’m just trying to do a few small things to make a difference in some lives, to inspire more smiles. I love to see people smile, genuinely smile. It does my heart good. It feeds my soul.

Want to help? I’ll tell you how. To date, I’ve been reticent to overtly seek financial support for my endeavors in Cuba. Now, I’m ready to come out of the donation solicitation closet. I can’t issue you a charitable receipt but I will promise that it will all go to good use. I will continue to pay my own way to Cuba when I travel there twice a year. I want to make it clear that I am not trying to make money for myself through these projects; I am trying to help more people than is possible out of my own pocket.

If you don’t trust me to handle your money with wisdom and integrity, don’t worry, I can suggest other ways for you to help! For instance, if you have a reasonably good used bicycle to donate, that would be great. Thanks to the generosity of Algonquin Outfitters and other individuals, I’ve been able to supply four families, so far, with coveted and much-needed bikes. Transportation is such a challenge there that a bike is as essential as cars are to most Canadians.

AO's Mark Sinnige (left) adjusts Henry's bike seat.
When someone donates a bike, my friends at Algonquin Outfitters will tune it up and put in a box, ready to ship to Cuba. A Sunwing passenger can take one boxed bike on the plane for the modest fee of $30. On my last trip, I took one and was fortunate enough to find two agreeable people in my tour group to transport a pair of donated bikes – and their shipping cost had been graciously covered by the donor.

You should see how broadly someone smiles when you give him or her a bike! Mountain bikes are best but they are happy to get any kind. As well, they are glad to get extra tires, tools and accessories, so I always stuff the bike boxes with whatever I can, up to the maximum allowable weight of 20 kg.

Bikes are just one example of the things I have begun to routinely take with me to Cuba. I also take clothing, school supplies, basic medicine-cabinet supplies, pens, pencils and candy, as almost every Canadian tourist does. Beyond that, however, I’ve made a special effort to figure out what other, slightly more unusual, items are particularly useful.

Maya takes her bike for a test ride - thanks Raylene!
 Number one on my must-take list is this: solar-powered yard lights. They are relatively cheap – I watch for off-season sales and stockpile the better quality models ($2.50-$3/each for boxes of 20) but dollar-store versions are also okay, if that’s all I can get. If you think that lighting up one’s yard is not essential to life, you’re right. In Cuba, due to frequent power outages, people use them inside their homes at night, when the lights go out, for reading and other activities. These simple rechargeable lights are much better than trying to rely on cranky flashlights or failing batteries.

Although solar power is available for larger commercial applications (such as at the resort for heating water), as far as I know, I’m the first tourist to provide solar yard lights for families to use at home, at least in this underserved area. I’m rather proud to think that I had such a bright idea!

For me, thinking out of the box and simply looking around to see what might be helpful is great fun. I particularly like getting to know people personally, then surprising them with special gifts that will enhance in their lives – without them even knowing I had observed the need. I love to hear my new friends respond, “How did you know?!” I just shrug and smile. They smile back, even more warmly. Perfecto!

So, that’s what I’m up to. If you want to assist me with such life enhancement projects and small-scale, careful and discreet micro-lending endeavors, I would welcome it. You can contribute through the PayPal account attached to my blog (the yellow “Donate” button in the right-hand column). You are also most welcome to contact me with any questions or offers you may have: cubanacorazon@gmail.com.

I plan to continue organizing group trips to Club Amigo Marea del Portillo each October, for women only, and each April, open to anyone but with a loose theme. This year it was writing; next year it will be art and spirituality. The second annual All-Girl Posse trip is tentatively set for the last week of October. I will announce prices and booking deadlines in the next few months but, if you’d like to be added to my “I’d like to go” list, please send me an email or give me a call: 705-788-1791.

My dear and patient husband teases that I’ve become a Cuba-vangelist. Well, hallelujah and amen to that! It does feel like a calling to me.

Peacefully smiling,
Jenny
My pal Agustin, onion farmer and all-round good guy.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Improved security and food options at Marea resort

 This is a review I wrote for posting on TripAdvisor.com, following my visit to Club Amigo Marea del Portillo, Cuba, April 7-21, 2011.

I’ve just returned from my fifth visit to Club Amigo Marea del Portillo, in Cuba’s Granma region, and I am pleased to report there have been some significant improvements in two key areas: security and food.

Over the past few years, there have been some concerns with security at this small, off-the-beaten-track resort. Problems have been reported on numerous travel review sites but, after my last visit, I feel confident that this issue has been resolved, thanks to an innovative solution by the hotel management team.

Economic restructuring is occurring across Cuba; the impact is being felt everywhere, including at the Club Amigo Marea del Portillo/Farallon del Caribe facility. Nation-wide employment cutbacks have meant that many good people have been laid off or had their hours cut at this resort, which is the single largest employer of the area.

When security and theft problems at the Marea/Farallon complex recently came to a head – a guard was caught red-handed in a guest’s room – action had to be taken. The creative resolution to this issue is one that first-time guests would not likely even notice. Repeat visitors, however, will observe that there are no longer any brown-clad guards patrolling around the grounds. Instead, security service is now being provided by long-time employees of the resort who were laid off from other departments.

This elegant solution serves several needs. First, the resort saves money by not having to bring in guards from other areas, as was the case when security was provided through a contract with a national company. Second, it keeps more local people employed. Third, these people are familiar commodities; they are known to the management, they know the facility and they have a vested interest in keeping it running smoothly.

My hat is off to Sunwing rep Elena de Moya and the entire resort staff team for implementing such an excellent win-win solution! Although I did not feel unsafe in any way during my previous visits, I did have some concerns about potential theft. Now, I no longer do.

Now, I feel even more comfortable at this lovely place, which I think of as “the little resort that could.” Unfortunately, on this last visit, I did have one problem – I ate too much!

Food at Marea del Portillo has been another issue that’s loomed large in many visitors’ reviews. However, I feel this is being addressed as much as is possible, given the logistical problems associated with getting supplies in this rather isolated region.

In my observation, there were a few different items on the buffet and the outdoor grill adjacent to the dining room was operating much more regularly. This grill is where you go for customized omelets at breakfast or freshly prepared meats and vegetables at lunch or dinner. You may have to stand in line but it is well worth the wait! For instance, I had some of the best pork I’ve ever eaten at this grill – very tender and perfectly seasoned, thanks to Chicone’s skillful preparation.

On the buffet, I noticed rabbit (maybe I shouldn’t mention that, since I’m writing this on Easter weekend) and, since it’s not something I normally eat at home, I was happy to have the chance to try it. As well, I’ve eaten deliciously prepared sheep (not to be confused with lamb, mutton or goat) several times in the Marea dining room. And, as always, there were heaps of fresh vegetables and a nice array of fruit every day.

For me, food variety and security have been the only concerns I have ever had at Club Amigo Marea del Portillo; everything else is close enough to perfection that I have no complaints. I could rave about the polite and professional service, the cleanliness or the high caliber of staff in every department but I don’t need to because so many other reviewers do that already!

Would I go back? You betcha, baby! I’ve begun going twice a year, and organizing small groups to join me, mainly my friends and their friends or relatives. On this last trip, I was accompanied by 17 people, all of whom had a wonderful time. Many said they would like to visit my “happy place” again and, hopefully, stay for two weeks instead of just one.

I’m already planning my next two trips, in October and April. Whenever I visit, I know I’ll be warmly welcomed, and will likely strain my cheek muscles by smiling so hard.