Cuban Girls in Havana (part 1)

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Cuba the land of cigars, Che Guevara and old timer cars. But also the land of incredibly sexy girls… who are near damn all semi-pros! Here’s my experience in Havana Cuba.



Arriving in Cuba

I was so happy to leave Santo Domingo (Read about our adventures in the Dominican Republic HERE), at the moment I really felt as if I had overstayed that location. Especially after our trip to Santiago and the other cities, my tolerance for the noise and pollution had evaporated. I said goodbye to my favorite girl (I would really miss her) but I was really ready for the next adventure.

To me, Cuba sounds like an adventurous location but on arrival I couldn’t feel more on-the-beaten-path. We had to wait in line for immigration for over an hour, surrounded by British tourist who where all in full blown tourist uniform: the sandals with white socks, the fanny packs and the back packs with the little water bottle attached to the side.

The immigration queue was slow and I was focusing on tuning out the boring conversations from the families around us; then we arrived at the very hectic baggage claim area. Nobody knew which baggage carousel was used for which flights and we ended up waiting an additional 2 hours for our luggage.

But the fun wasn’t over yet. Outside there were more queues to get a taxi. Apparently the organized travel groups get priority over individuals so we had to watch taxi by taxi skipping us over. We changed approach and flirted a bit with the lady from the information desk and she involved her friend that was assigning the taxis and she also recommended us a place and area to stay in Havana.

The taxi was 25 US dollars; finally we were on our way to the city.



Casa Luisa

In good SwoopTheWorld tradition, we hadn’t prepared anything so the only address we had to go on was the address of a “casa particular” that the airport lady gave us.

A casa particular, Spanish for “private house”, is a private homestay in Cuba similar to a bed and breakfast. You stay with a Cuban family that rents out one or more rooms. The first one we arrived at only had one room available for the both of us (Fisto and me) and the beds were way too small. She was trying to sell us the room but when we insisted on separate rooms, the owner recommended another casa particular one around the corner.

In Cuba everybody has a friend or a cousin that can offer any service you are looking for and it’s always just around the corner. That’s how we ended up at Casa Luisa. Luisa is a character that could come straight from a movie. She was a middle aged single woman, very sweet and very caring but a little bit wacky. She welcomed us as if we were family. We got to meet her brother, her son and her neighbors, all very nice people.

The son was a fighter, he spoke a little bit of English, so he would love to talk about wrestling and boxing whenever he got the chance. He usually brought along his girlfriend when he came to visit his mom. You could tell he was a good kid.

The longer we stayed the more close we got with Luisa, she would make us a simple breakfast every morning with eggs and fresh fruit, do our laundry for us and help us find whatever we needed. We jokingly started calling her our “Cuban mom” and she loved that. 

If we were just chilling at home or if we looked bored she would disappear into the kitchen and come back with some shots of vodka: “Here, this will cheer you guys up”. Any reason was good for her to break out the vodka. We could come home completely shitfaced drunk and still she would push a shot glass in your hand: “Here, this will help you sleep better”.

She also had a strange interest in South-Korea. During the day if she wasn’t gossiping with the neighbors from across the street, she would be watching Korean soap operas with Spanish subtitles. At night she would step it up and put on Korean music videos with the volume on 11 and she would be dancing in her chair 1 foot away from the old TV set she had; hilarious.

We would join her for drinks before we went out and man… she would be hard to keep track with.


Casa Luisa, the living room


Crack head park

After we finally got settled in Casa Luisa, we decided not to waste any time and go for food and beers. We bought some local beers and had a bicycle taxi drive us around. It was already pretty late but we drove past a park that still looked lively from the first glance, it was Parque Fe del Valle in Galiano street.

Upon closed inspection the people hanging out there looked a little bit weird so we jokingly started calling it crack head park. Whatever, let’s just enjoy some local beers and see what Cuba has to offer in beer selection.

Crappy beers

The first beer we tried was Bucanero; it’s supposed to be a strong beer but it’s only 5,4%. The can is ugly and looks like a can of premixed rum and coke and the beer tastes absolutely disgusting: I’d rather be sober than getting drunk on Bucanero.


We switched over to Crystal and Mayabe and they’re not much better. Cristal’s drinkable but the Mayabe I couldn’t force down. The bubbles disappear too fast, so if you don’t drink your beer bottoms up, you’re left with half a can of ghastly tasting flat beer with a strong after taste of the tin can.


Crappy girls

As we’re forcing these sub standard beers down, we hear some Cuban whistling. Cuban whistling is different from regular whistling; if a Cuban wants to get your attention it sounds like hissing, like they’re saying: Swiss-swiss-swiss-swiss-swiss. It sounds impolite but it’s the way it’s done there and if you try it yourself you’ll note that it’s the most effective to grab someone’s attention.

Again: “Swiss-swiss-swiss-swiss-swiss”

We look around and there are 2 girls and 2 guys swiss-ing us over. We swiss them back, they should come over to our bench. One of the guys comes over and introduces himself, he’s the token gay friend of the group. He explains us the girls want to talk to us but in Cuba it’s illegal for them to talk to foreigners in the street, they could get in trouble if the cops see us hanging out in the park. “Lets go inside the bar at the corner”, he proposes.

Sure, I wasn’t really feeling this park introduction but we said fuck it, let’s interact with some locals. The girls join us as soon as we’r inside the bar. They’re cute and definitely featured some favela points: curly favela hair, cheap slutty clothes and hooker-faces. They were definitely P4P. Still we decide to have some fun with them and see if they would be shoreable (i.e. if they’re receptive to seduction so they’d bang us for free). We play dumb and pretend we don’t know they are pro’s but they don’t play along. They were not here to waste time.

Milk for the baby

“Are we going to your place now?”

“Look, you have to know that I don’t pay for sex”, I tell my girl (in Spanish).

“Oh of course, I don’t want money for sex!”, she answers like it’s obvious, “but in Cuba you have to help the girl, you can give me money to buy milk for my baby”.

Ohhhhh, so I’m not paying for sex, just giving money for the milk! Well, that’s completely different! It was the first time I heard this line, but it would definitely not be the last time.  I think every other girl in Cuba has at one point brought up “money to buy milk for the baby”. It’s like they learned this at a public seminar. I’m sure they all tried a multitude of persuasion methods and this one stood out.

“Yeah, thanks but no thanks”, these girls were not down to shore and we weren’t in the mood to put in any more effort. And when the gay guy tried to score some cigarettes from us we got up and left them.

Outside we made some small talk with another Cuba guy who was actually pretty cool and not trying to get something from us or sell something to us. But we were tired and called it a night.

No golden touch down but an interesting introduction to Cubans nonetheless, we met some lowlifes and some cool dudes.


Day 1: Exploring Havana

The next day we start to explore the city by applying the Magical Art of Walking (read BB’s Top 3 Cultural Infiltration Tactics) and walked towards the Malecon, the sea side pier in Havana.

malecon havana

The sun was out and it was just a beautiful day. We took some pretty sick pictures climbing the walls and the and the guard-rails with the bad ass old timers passing by in the background. The Malecon was pretty quiet during the day so we decided to walk towards the center again.

Then we got approached by a Cuban woman. She spoke a little bit of English and explained us she was a salsa teacher and had just finished working, she wanted to show us around. We applied our usual skepticism but she seemed genuinely friendly. We walked over to Che Guevara’s house but other than a poster on the door there was not much to see, it’s one of those typical tourist traps. We told her we’re not the usual tourist and changed plans to get some beers in a bar across the street.

There we met her uncle, a very enthusiastic guy who loved to hear stories from abroad. He gave us some “moneda nacional” with the picture of Che Guevara on it and we bought both of them some drinks.


The game’s up sister

All was good and I was really enjoying the interaction, until we brought up food. “I know a good place”, the girl said and we let her walk us over there. But as I walked in the restaurant I immediately got a bad feeling. It had tourist trap written all over it and the only other people there were the sandal socks tourist. Sure enough when I looked at the menu the prices were $20 and up. Wait a minute, that seems kind of steep for here don’t you think?

“Yes, but it’s a lot of food and it’s with coffee included.”

They were taking us for a ride. In Cuba you always have to keep your guards up as you have people trying to rip you off while you’re having a good time. They took our laid back attitude as a sign of inexperience and thought to make a quick buck by getting a commission on our meal.

“We’re not eating here.” We’re not some dumb fuck travel agency tourist that can be scammed during their “one hour free time”. The uncle knew the gig was up and I could tell he was embarrassed that we saw through the charades, but the woman was not ready to give up.

“Okay I will take you to another one.”

No thanks lady, we’ll take it from here. The uncle tried to salvage the situation a little bit but the fun vibe from before was gone since we basically called them out on it. It was clear that it was his niece’s plan all along and I guess he just went along with it.

We said our goodbyes and as we walked away the girl asks me “Oh, can you give me some money for my baby?” in some all or nothing attempt to get something from us. What a surprise, she also needs milk for the baby. The uncle pulls her arm and tells her to go with an even more embarrassed look on his face.

The attempt scam left a bit of an sour after taste but it just reminded us to keep our guards up all the time and we applied the new directive:

If you approach someone for help, be skeptical.
If you get approached offering help, be extremely skeptical.

To take something positive away from this interaction, we did discover the beer “Casique”, which has a very light taste and allows for drinking in very high quantities without getting sick of the taste. This was our beer of choice for our entire stay in Cuba.


Off to find some REAL food.


The Food: Cuban Paladar

If you want to eat for cheap in Cuba, eat like the locals. You have to go to places called “Paladar” which are the equivalent of the casa particalar for food. These are small restaurants run by people and you can get some good, cheap meals there, whatever they have in stock (usually indicated on a board outside). Make sure you go to the Paladars that accept moneda nacional (the currency for the locals).

We found an awesome place serving delicious meals at ridiculous prices. You can eat like a king for 5 dollars; rice and beans with chicken, pork or fish. We also found out they served lobster for 4 bucks a serving, so we’d order three lobsters at once whenever we were hangry (so hungry, you’re angry).

Don’t waste your money in regular restaurants and stick to the paladars for the locals.


Ask around to find the good paladars of the locals


The way to the paladar in some random building


Bicycle Taxi: They see me rollin’

After the food we were ready to see more of the city. And what’s better than walking around exploring the city? Being driven around exploring the city.

There are tons of bicycle taxis available and you can negotiate a very good price with them to rent them by the hour. This became our modus operandi. We’d find a cool guy with a taxi bike have him stop every 10 minutes for a beer and just have him stroll around Havana enjoying the scenery and looking for girls.

If we were lucky we would find a pimped out taxi bike with it’s own music system hooked to a car battery. We’d plug in an mp3 player and cruise around in Havana with dance and RnB hits blasting from the speakers and smoking cheap cigars. Good times!

If we would see cute girls we would have the driver stop and we’d approach them, get their numbers and cruise on. We always had a great time and we always ended up too drunk. Apparently we can’t have a medium drinking session, it’s always all-in.


Our taxi driver with the music system

Big tits waitress girl

On our first drunken taxi trip we ended up at a corner bar. It was near closing time but they let us in for the “last beer”. One of the waitresses had already finished her shift and was just chilling at the bar talking with the other waiters. She had a cute face and a huge set of tits on her. Fisto was paying the taxi guy outside but the moment he walks in, this girl was all over him, sitting next to him, touching his arms, playing with her hair and about ten minutes into the conversation I think she said she wouldn’t mind having his kid. Instant love.

There were no other girls around so Fisto asks her if she can call a cute friend that can come over so we could make it a double date.

“A friend as cute as you, but not cuter” he jokes.

“Sure, I have a cute friend, I’ll call her!”

“You’re sure she’s cute?” I insist. “Of course!!!” she replies.

10 minutes later her friend walks in and god damnit… She’s so ugly I couldn’t even look straight at her. She has both acne and backne and her hair looked like she didn’t shower for a week. I think even homeless guys wouldn’t describe her as “cute”. What a nasty move of her. Women: eyeroll!

On a side note, I have noticed that this is something structural. Whenever a girl will invite a friend into a setting where that friend will be of competition or perceived competition, she will always invite a friend much less attractive than her self. The more she fears of having to go in direct competition with her friend, the uglier the invited friend will be. She will also lie in every case about the level of attractiveness of her friend. I have seen this happening over and over again to the point I don’t even bother anymore meeting the ad hoc invited friends of girls.

Now I’m in the annoying position where I don’t want to burn Fisto’s set by being too rude to the girl, but I can’t bring myself to being friendly to her. Luckily the waitress girl is attracted enough to him that this doesn’t become an issue. I make clear to the girl that she’s not my type and there’s no point of her wasting her time here. She gets it (I’m sure she’s used to it) and goes on her way.

“Oh, you didn’t like her?”, the waitress girl asks acting surprised. “Of course not, are you retarded, how do you even dare bringing out a beast like that” I think to myself, but I just say “Not really”.


No amount of Cacique’s could make this girl bangable


She has given all the DTF (down to fuck) signs in the book so Fisto makes the right move and gets her ready to join back to his place. As you remember it’s not allowed for Cuban girls to walk or talk with foreigners, but Cubans are very resourceful people. She explained the mission plan to us. We would have to walk outside and we are not to look around, just walk straight back home, and she would walk about 30 meters behind us like she’s having a stroll by herself and then meet Fisto back at the casa where no cops can see her together with a gringo.

And so it happened. I walked back with Fisto to the casa particular and his girl was following us from a distance.

We get back home and Fisto takes his girl to his room. I still have to find a girl myself!! I ask Luisa if I can use her phone to call a girl I met during the day but I keep getting an automatic message. Luisa explains me that it means the girl doesn’t have credit on her phone and hence can’t receive calls until she recharges: that’s just fucking great.

So now it’s late at night, I have a dried up pipeline and no girl: Time to do some lone wolfing.

Lone wolf in Havana

I saw so many girls during the day so I decide to wander the streets looking for girls. But since it’s already late and dark, the number of girls walking around has dropped significantly. Most of the people out were guys; occasionally I would get offered cigars or drugs and the only girls I met were obvious prostitutes.

This was not giving me good hopes. I head back to Crack Head park and have a beer while checking out the scene but nothing’s happening. Just when I decide to call it a night, a Cuban guy sits down next to me and we start talking in Spanish. He’s a cool guy and soon we’re talking about girls from different countries. I explain him I can’t reach my girls from my casa’s phone.

“Oh no problem amigo, you can use a code before you dial so you take over the charges.”

That’s fucking great! I give him a peso and he lets me use his cell phone, now the girl answers.

“Hey, it’s THC, that handsome gringo you met earlier today. Let’s go for a drink.”, I hand the phone back to my new buddy and he explains her how to get to our location, 15 minutes later she’s arrives by bicycle taxi.


My First Date with a Cuban Girl

I buy my friend a beer to thank him, this would have been a boring night if I hadn’t met him. The girl is pretty cute, she’s young, black and has a nice body. We immediately enter the bar because she’s very nervous the cops see her talking to me. Inside she’s more relaxed and we start talking. She seems like a good girl, but there’s something you need to know about Cuban girls.

They will all expect you to “help” them; the semi-pro’s and the good girls alike. They don’t consider it paying for sex, it’s just the Cuban custom to “help” the girl if you have sex with her. You don’t “pay” her, but you give her money to get her hair done, to have her nails painted or the good old “milk for the baby”.

“It’s different in Cuba. That’s just the way it is in Cuba. You have to understand.”

This gets very frustrating, very fast. But there is a way around this, I will go into detail on this in part 2; speaking Spanish is a huge part of it though.

I didn’t realize the extend of this at the time but I had been warned about it. So that’s why I started my shoring routine by default. In an indirect way I tell her I’m staying in Cuba for a long time, I’m not interested in prostitutes and I never pay for sex. We have a few beers and the date is going well.

It’s not easy to venue change because the girls can’t walk with you in public, but if you play it right you can use it to your advantage and use it as a reason to retreat her to your room early. Via the same routine Fisto’s girl sneakingly walked behind us, she follows me home to Casa Luisa.

I introduce her briefly to Luisa and her brother and then take her to my room to chill on the bed. I take things very slow, still keeping in mind not to set off any semi-pro triggers and slowly seduce her more and increase the kino (the art of touching a girl).

She has a little cold but I make out with her anyway, I’ll take some vitamin C in the morning. She puts on a little bit of LMR but that’s a very good sign in this situation. I get her naked, her boobs were a little disappointing but she did have a nice firm ass. I smash her but she’s having pain so I have to take it down a notch: minus 2 points.

She has to be back home in time. We’re getting dressed and it’s the moment of truth. I’m fearing my shoring routine might have been in vain but when she’s done she only asks if I can give her something for her taxi: Score! I give her 5 pesos even though I’m pretty sure she walked back home but it feels like a victory. I take her number and she asks when she can see me again.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m here for a while. I will call you this week.”

No digital memories for this one but both Fisto and me had our Cuban flags and we were ready for more! And a lot more took place, but these are stories for part 2.

Part 2

Read on in CUBAN GIRLS PART 2 I will tell you more about Cuban girls, the clubbing scene, day game, the police and city trips and some interesting encounters.


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I’m TravelHardcore, but people simply call me THC, although I don’t smoke. I speak several languages and suffer from insomnia. I left a well paying job, stuck in a miserable office to go out and see the world. I simply live for adventure. Cheers.

  • JJ Roberts


    I quite liked bucanero but I prefered Cristal. That was my beer of choice for Cuba.

    All the soft peso beers were revolting.

  • 20Nation

    sounds like a great adventure. Wish i was there

    • It’s a short flight from the DR 😉

    • Nick

      Which airline did you take? All I could find were flights that had to make a stop at Panama or Miami.
      I was in Santo Domingo and you’re right about Dominican girls. Hhhmmmm that ass. I’m in Haiti right now. You guys got some balls strolling around Haiti at night!

    • We flew with Cubana Airlines (, they have direct flights from Santo Domingo.

      That’s awesome man, enjoy your stay there & stay safe – I’m missing the black girls already :)))

    • Patron

      Nick, I love to travel, but haiti sucks. The worst part, is the hotel are so expensive for such a shitty country. Try to check out the beach areas. The beaches are amazing.

  • 20Nation

    sounds like a great adventure. Wish i was there

  • lavidaloca

    Sounds like fun. I think you guys located yourself unfortunately in the dreaded tourist area. I know the crack head park and it’s absolutely filthy! It’s not a big deal as I have done the same in the past but for the most part normal girls aren’t going to go into that zone. True non-pros generally speaking have no concern about being seen with a foreigner. Grey area and beyond they are worried. Keeping in mind about 98% of tourist relations fall into the grey area or beyond.

    When you get into the grey area they are and in the location you were located most non-pro girls wouldn’t even want to be seen there nevermind with a foreigner. If you guys go back go further west in the City. The girls will be much more difficult but the vast vast majority will not be hookers or anything similar to it unlike the San Rafael / Galiano / Parque Central area which is quite the opposite. I like that area where you stayed for eating as there are tons and tons of options. But that is surrounded by the poorest and most run down places in all of Cuba (Havana Vieja) which brings out types who you’d be better off not associating with.

    I think it leads to a somewhat biased conclusion that all or most are semi-pros as you were located right where the vast majority of the street sex trade takes place. No different than if you stayed in the sex districts in Bangkok. I’m guessing as the story continues you guys moved to a different apartment / district of the city!

    The milk scenario has never happened to me in the multiple years of time I’ve spent in Cuba. I think part of this stems from the fact that I just ignore everybody I don’t talk to first and keep walking, regardless of whether it’s an beautiful girl or overweight guy. I had a drunken British friend telling me about 35 dollar milk or something one night when I was at salon de embajadores and didn’t understand what he was talking about. Now I know. Some girl took him to buy milk and then ran off with it and the store owner made him pay 35 bucks for the milk.

    You guys made a good call and getting out of the $20+ restaurant. There are a few restaurants in Cuba that are in that range and for good reason but the clientelle is not sandals & socks tourists it would be moreso businessman, expatriates and long-term visitors. Think La Fontana.

    If I were to guess based on your location they tried to take you to Mango Havana. The place has a menu with the same food outside priced very reasonably for takeout. Once you go inside though it’s a different story and easily over $20 a person. An ex-gf of mine told me that if you bring people to eat there 2 times they get commission. Unfortunately it’s somehow found it’s way onto #24 on tripadvisor. The first time I ate there they had great pizza, probably the best I’ve had in Cuba at very reasonable prices. The next time I ate there the prices were 5 times there past value.

    I don’t like any of the beer in Cuba but I have to say I like Cacique second least behind tinman (I think thats the name) which is even worse.

    Good luck on your travels, sounds like despite some unpleasant experiences you guys still made the most of it and had fun!

    • Thanks Lavidaloca, great comment. We used some of your intel while exploring Havana. We did see some other places and nightlife, I couldn’t get it all into one post.

      If you don’t like Cacique you haven’t drank enough of them 😉 The best national beer so far still remains Haiti’s Prestige!

      Unpleasant experiences and just an integral part of traveling, you always have to make the best from the situation at hand.

  • Rabbi Goldberg

    Post some pictures of the hot Cuban bitches you met, faggot. Pics or it didn’t happen

    • Take it easy Rabbi, there’s other porn out there for you to jerk off too.

    • GetItGoing

      Would be nice to see some pics, though, seriously. I rarely see or hear anything about Cuban women so I’m missing out.

      Besides, another opportunity for you to brag, he he.

    • Stick around for part 2

    • Cerveza

      I wouldn’t tolerate disrespect like that. I’d love to see him say that to Fisto face to face.

      What place has white girls that are easy to pull and attractive?
      What Eastern Europe locations have the finest women?

      I like to recon Facebook and see the local talent and most towns in Russia (St. Petersburg especially) and Ukraine are good. Bratislava, Iasi (Roosh V has a data sheet on it and Bucarest that are good), Prague, Poznan, Krakow, Zagreb, Sofia, and Belgrade have talent loaded environments.

    • I’ve only been to Budapest (Hungary) in Eastern Europe so far but an invasion of Eastern Europe is on the planning.

  • Chaos

    Great post. Cuba used to be high on my list of places to visit. But after reading several reports from there, I don’t know if I’m that convinced anymore.
    Looking forward to the following post.

    • We had some good times there and some bad times, also a lot of frustrations. But I still recommend it, it’s a great travel experience anyway.

  • Brisey

    Great post THC, i’m thinking of hitting up Cuba in June so your tips are appreciated! Looking forward to part 2.

  • Patron

    How did you fly there? From Santo Domingo or from Haiti? How much was the flight? Did you have any problems with them stamping your passport? I know there is 2 currencies, can you get both at the bank?

    • Yeah, we flew from Santo Domingo directly to Havana, I don’t remember the price but it was pretty cheap. Use skyscanner to find a good deal if you are flexible on the date.

      They won’t stamp your passport, they stamp a separate paper that you should hold on to and you have to give it back when you leave the country. You do have to buy a Turist Card, we were able to buy that at the Santo Domingo airport (Las Americas).

      Yes, you have the CUC and the Moneda National. The bank will give you CUC, you don’t need to get the Moneda National. Sometimes you will get MN as change, but you can pay in CUC at all places (incl. the MN paladars).

    • Geoff

      I just checked skyscanner and the cheapest I found in the next two months from Santo Domingo to Havana was $280 each way. That sounds high for an hour long flight. Is that what you guys had to pay?

    • Patron

      I checked cubana airlines and it was around $400 roundtrip. I am thinking about checking out Santiago de cuba, instead of Havana

    • I really wanted to visit Santiago but it’s the complete opposite side of the island, we would have lost too much time on the bus (time & budget constraints).

    • Just checked my e-tickets, we paid 280 dollars as well (200 euros) from SD to Havana. From Havana to Cancun was only 165 dollars.

  • sleazy

    why not do a deal with the “friend” to give her a few pesos for “milk” or whatever if the friend she’s calling actually turns out to be attractive, in fact, find a girl and turn her into a recruiter

    • I don’t think a financial incentive would have convinced her to call a hotter friend nor if that would send the right message.

  • Bang

    On average-
    What does it cost a day to travel/day?

    I’m guessing $85-175 ($85 in Cambodia $175 in Prague) to live the frugal player lifestyle.

    • It really depends on so many factors. It changes a lot from country to country, whether you stay in hotels or travel slow and rent apartments, etc.

      And of course your lifestyle, i.e. if you want to live on as little money as possible or if you want to enjoy life without thinking about what you’re spending.

      E.g. for $85 dollars a day in Cambodia you can live very well and still keep within that budget.

  • Cedric

    Travel Hardcore

    Around the World where have you been with the most attractive and easiest white girls to pull?

    What US Cities do you think are the best for swooping?

    • I’m not from the US so maybe 20N or Fisto can elaborate on this better. I had an awesome time in Miami, New York and Las Vegas. I’ll write up some stories on my stay in the US soon.

  • “Oh no problem amigo, you can use a code before you dial so you take over the charges.” WOW you really got lucky on that one and you had the balls to go lone wolfing late at night good shit!

    • Miss.Lt

      I know right? I was just thinking about the code (saw it in a movie.. Maybe Juan de Los Muertos”? Must see! It’s a guy that kills your vampire turned family. Funny Cuban movie) very lucky!

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  • Klaus

    “10 minutes later her friend walks in and god damnit… She’s so ugly I couldn’t even look straight at her” HAAHAHAHHAAH oh my god, i cant stop laughing! XD

  • Asado Independiente

    Is there a pipeline source via internet for cuba ? Like badoo or something. I find in countries like Cambodia or Cuba you could go for middle upper class girls, like university students, because shoring isnt really my kind of style, if the girl is a high end gogo dancer in BKK and has an own pad and car and several older sugardaddies it makes sense to “shore” her if you are a young handsome guy. But if it is a prostitute who sleeps on the floor in a shared apartment with 4 other people it doesnt really make sense to “shore”. She will be thinking of surviving first not looking for fun … Anyways Cuba and interesting place.