Natural Disasters

We have heard so much as of late about natural disasters that have left thousands dead and millions homeless.

Most of us sit at home quite comfortably reading horrific tales of disaster on our lap tops, hoping that kind of disaster will never come our way.  And when it does,  we think are more prepared in the “west” than any country.  Well, we know that is not true after Katrina.

I read reports where people are amazed that help can not get to the people who have suffered from the world’s fury.  At the disgust of local officials.  My, what a short memory these people have.   Even here in Canada a few years back, many people in rural areas in the dead of winter were left without power for weeks!!  Oh we heard the excuses but one just had to wait.  In reality, man has no control over natural disasters.  No one, no matter how much technology, can inform people how much damage will occur.

Again, I turn to Cuba.  the fury that they see is hurricanes.  They are well prepared.  They prepare their people what to do.  Call it what you want, but their people listen and people live through the torment and human life is spared.  Perhaps it is time that nations should take note of what they do to protect their people.

My heart goes out to all who are at this moment suffering what nature has thrown in their path.   I wish I could help.  I wish I could be there – even if it is to hold someone while they cry of their loss.  But I cannot.  I will trust those who are more equipped and ready to send experienced people to help.  But is it not true, sometimes in adversity, all you want is some one to listen to you and some one to hold.  We are because of technology closer but it some ways we are farther apart.

the Beauty

beautiful - just beautiful

Time to Return

I look at the picture at the top of my page and my mind wanders back to Cuba. It has now been five months since my last visit. I miss Cuba. I miss my friends. I miss their love of life. I miss their attitude. It really is time to return.

But alas, I cannot return today, nor tomorrow, nor do I see my return happening within the next few months. And this makes me sad.

Why does this island, alone in the Caribbean call me back? I feel different when I am there. I feel alive. I feel the passion of life. Why? I keep trying to answer that question and I do not have the answer. The only thought comes to mind is the people. They are Cuba.

You may ask what is holding me back – HA!! No bloody money!! No work – no money – no return. So find work, buy a ticket and go where you do feel alive……easier said then done BUT I will return by the end of the year. Once if not twice …………

Cuba is calling me …….. it is time to return.

Surviving the Storms

This is a great report from BBC on how Cuban people survive hurricanes over and over again. And what they are continuing to do, so Cubans can continue to survive. Nice to have a report without any politics.

Changes Changes Changes

Many changes in my life over the past month, I am not sure where to begin.

After months of not working, I am finally working – and not just one job but two!! Some weeks it is 7 days a week …… is something wrong with this picture?

I spent 4 months this year sending hundreds upon hundreds of resumes which I am sure most ended up filed under “G” for garbage. Trust me I know that happens because I was once employed as a recruiter. It is very disheartening but it is a fact. Problem with me getting work, as I have stated before is that I am over qualified for may general office jobs and the employers know that I would be bored within weeks of being hired. And under qualified for a manager’s position because I do not have a university degree, although years under my belt. Also, I really did not want to return to the restaurant business – in that business I would be too old!!

So now I have two jobs ………. not really what I was expecting to do but one has to do what ever gets you through the day! I work now at a private fishing club – The Franklin Club – doing everything from cleaning bathrooms, making beds to serving dinners. The couple that run the club are fantastic and I am getting a taste of some gourmet food from a world renowned chef! Not bad! I am also working with a local lady who has a cleaning business ……. no need to go into details of what that is all about!! I am sure I will  at some point but not right now!

I now have a “house-mate”.  I have lived by myself with my two border collies for the past ten years, so this is very new to me!  We both needed some help, so we said “why the hell not!!”.  It’s not taking much time to get adjusted to each other and everything is falling into place amazingly fast.

And I went to Cuba again!!  The latest set of pictures are in the Picture Gallery – just scroll down to the last set.  I will write a little about my trip on another post when I have a spare moment.  All I will say now is that I had a fantastic time.  Even planning my next trip – but it will not be until March of next year…..or sooner – one just never knows!  One thing I did do while I was there – TWO new tattoos!!

That’s it for now ……… I think ………

Taino Sun Symbol

Taino Sun Symbol

a Cuba otre vez – to Cuba again

OK – so I booked my flight to Cuba quite some time ago.  Time when I had the money and the opportunity to get a flight.  But without work all summer, it seems rather a luxury that perhaps I should not embark.  But my god, it is paid for and I have the ticket.  I figure that I will need not much more than I spend at home every week to have a wonderful time in Cuba.  So, yes, I am going and I am now counting the days.  So there.  Damn any of you who think I am not doing the right thing.

I have my hotel booked for the first night in Cayo Coco … Jardin los Cocos Hotel as I arrive too late to get the bus to Ciego de Avila.  The taxi would cost more than $60CUC  so the price of the hotel at $13 CUC for single and $20 CUC for double with breakfast is a steal!  How can one go wrong?  The hotel is clean, rooms are big and I will end up being one of the family as I will probably be the only one staying there!!  My friends will either meet me at the airport and stay with me at the hotel or I will see them first thing in the morning.  I then have seven glorious days in Cuba, with my friends doing what ever comes our way.

Unfortunately we cannot go to Holguin and Banes this time.  My friend is working and cannot take the week off.  Totally understandable.  I was asked if I could go earlier, but just did not work out that way.   Pity because it is my friend Ana’s birthday this month and I know there is a big celebration happening.  My heart and thoughts though are with her.  There is always another time, always!

The countdown begins …………….. happy birthday Ana!!

feliz cumpleanos - Ana

feliz cumpleanos - Ana

Mission Impossible ….

Here I sit on a beautiful August afternoon just wondering where the summer has gone.  I have now been out of work for 3 months – the longest ever for me.  Finding work was never an issue, never difficult for me until this year.  Sign of the times I guess.  My summer has not been the most enjoyable – it’s called lack of money to do anything.  I have tried to stay positive, I seek in earnest every day.  I send resumes out every day.  I send resumes to companies that are not advertising.  And then I just hope that mine will stand out against the hundreds of others on the manager’s desk and I wait for the call.

Since looking I have been offered 4 jobs.  And now you are probably wondering why I am not working.  The first two, were strictly commission and it meant going to people’s homes and convincing them that what I had was what they needed.  I sat back and thought about it ….. no, definitely not for me.  I would have probably lasted maybe a week before I handed back the “sales kit”.  I did not want to waste my time nor the company’s time.  I was then offered a position for $12 an hour, after FOUR interviews – great little company but was told that I would be travelling two days a week to a place that would take me an hour on a good day.  In the winter, more.  With the wear and tear on my car, the god awful drive in the long winter months – $12 an hour just did not cut it.  Then I met what I thought was going to be perfect …… I wrote about it here – I Found One.  Well now this is being put on hold ………I am frustrated and somewhat confused as I did turn down job offer number 3 for this one.

Good lord above.  What is one suppose to do?  It is driving me crazy.  So it’s back to square one and seeking and sending resumes.  Wish me luck.

But in the meantime ………..

My trip to Cuba is booked……….. I will have some fun there and be gloriously happy!!  Will be great to see everyone again.  Unfortunately we will not be going to Holguin ………..  but there is always next time.  And there will be a next time, that I know for sure.

Hasta Siempre

Che Guevara was many thing to many people and his image and what he did will be remembered for ever.  Hasta Siempre, the video below from Nathalie Cardone is amazing and quite a tribute to Che – in my humble opinion. Most people do not know or understand what Che stood for.  I believe that because of him, although not alone, Latin America emerged and now has a dominant voice. No one should ignore them, especially the US.

CUBATON AND EDDY K

CUBATON and EDDY K!!

Cuba music.  WOW.  The music in Cuba is changing, just like Cuba is changing.

What do you think of when some one mentions to you – “the music from Cuba is fantastic”?  Do you think of Samba, Rumba, Salsa?

Well, my friends, there is a new music from Cuba and listen cos it is going to make you dance.  And if it does not, well then – I have nothing to say to you. Turn the sound up and groove…..

The 60 Year Cycle

60 Year Cycle

I was told by my accountant that Chinese Astrology takes 60 years to complete it’s cycle, and that at 60 I would begin a new cycle and things would change for me.  Well guess what?  I have entered that new cycle and man’o'man, have I ever entered a new cycle.

Just shortly after my birthday, I walked out of the job that I had.  Admittedly, I really did hate it but I was floored the way I was spoken to.  Since I started working, 43 years ago at the age of 17, no-one, nobody has ever spoken to me the way this man did.  I sat very quietly and did not look at him.  Because if I did, I would have laughed or hit him.  Either one would not have been good.  I gathered my belongings and all I said to him was,I am out of here.” That alone, I believe sent him over the edge.  Apparently I am dirt and he cannot speak of me without getting his blood pressure up.  Too bad, too sad.  “I AM OUT OF HERE.”

So now comes the question.  How does a woman my age get a new job?  I am intelligent, pretty damn good looking (so I am told), I have energy, I learn fast, I am a jack of all trades but unfortunately master of none, I am confident, I will give all that I have and more (well, that depends on who is calculating), and perhaps maybe if the right offer comes around, I can really be a benefit.

So I am debating.  Do I take my pension early?  And just leave this frozen land north of the 49th or slug it out for another god knows how many years?  For what?  Where will it get me?

Yeah, sure thing, my life has changed in this new cycle.  I’ll figure it out on a beach somewhere south of the 49th……and maybe it will be Cuba…..life changes and you just never know where it will take you.

‘If I get lost, look for me in Cuba’ – Federico García Lorca

Vet Supplies to Cuba

I did not include this in my previous post Cuba May 2009 because this deserves a separate post.

Before I left I contacted The Spanky Project and received a box of supplies to present to an unknown vet while I was there.  Many of my friends have dogs, so I saw no trouble in connecting with one.  It was important to me and I felt responsible enough to carry out this small task.

lobo

lobo

My package was eventually divided.  Some went to my friend who had just acquired a puppy – he says he is for his daughter but I don’t believe him as Lobo joined us to the beach – what a perfect mascot for them!!  He is going to give the supplies to a vet of his choosing when Lobo needs the necessary vaccinations and attention.  Vets are not free and this is perhaps why many animals go untreated.  This way Lobo will receive all the treatment that he needs.  Both parties will be happy.

The majority of the supplies went to my friend’s vet,  Andres  in Ceigo de Avila who has been looking after their dogs since they were puppies.

Hijo - Susies son

Hijo - Susie's son

Susie

Susie

He pays a visit to their house almost every night after work and one night it was time for their annual injections.  I had been told that many vets in Cuba use the same needle over and over again, not discarded each time as here.  As he opened his small bag, I was amazed at the size of the stainless steel needles.  Andres then went to the kitchen and sharpened and sterilized the needle.  The two dogs, Susie and Hijo were then given their injections and all is well for another year.  My friends are lucky, he provides this free for them.   He also brings them a supply of fresh goat yogurt (yogur in Spanish) for Eddy’s baby at least once a week.

Andres has been a veterinarian for now for just over 3 years.  I asked him why he choose that profession knowing that supplies are very limited and most people although love their animals cannot afford his service.  Simply, for the love of animals, he told me.

On all my subsequent trips to Cuba, I plan to take more supplies to Andres supplied graciously from The Spanky Project, enabling him to continue his practice with a little more ease.  It is the least I can do for such a wonderful man.

Speaking of yogur, I had the best yogur ever when I was in Banes.  We stopped at this house on the way to the beach,  gave the lady plastic bottles  and our order.  Returning a little later in the day and they were full!  If I remember correctly, they were just over 1CUC each!  Wow, could I use one right now!!