Let me tell you about my day which might give you an idea about how things work in cuba.
I decided to get my visa extension sorted today, which unsurprisingly turned out to be another hilarious Cuban run around. Firstly I had to obtain some special stamps from a certain government bank. The first bank on the map was no longer there. I wandered around and found its new location, but when I got to the counter I was told that it was the other bank around the corner who does the stamps, even though the guide specifically says the complete opposite.
So I went to the next bank which had a huge “queue” (I say “queue” because queue’s in cuba are really just an unorganised mass of people with seemingly no order at all.) I remembered seeing another bank not too far away and successfully purchased my stamps there.
Next I walked across the city to the Immigration office only to find out that it was closed for lunch. I was told to come back in an hour. So I walked out to the bus station to organise a taxi out of this city for the following day.
I returned to the immigration office when it had re-opened was placed in a “queue”. After 45 minutes and no movement I asked an immigration officer if it would be possible to get my visa extension today, and he told me no, come back at 8am tomorrow… Sigh. Ok, so surely there has to be internet today, I went back to the government internet cafe, still no dice.
While there is no government internet in this city I managed to find a small private internet cafe, but with ancient PC’s they continually crashed when I tried to open more than 2 browser tabs or a text document so all I could do was slowly check Facebook.
We also found these sick plaster/brick/street art pieces on the edge of the city yesterday so I passed by them again to photograph them.
