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Crime and Punishment Unless you enjoy eating cucarachas and tasteless rice everyday, don't be stupid when traveling to or while in Cuba. The last place you want to find yourself is in Cuba's prison. There are no health clubs, TVs, movies, exercise time or 'prisoners rights' in here. You will do hard labor, in shit conditions and you will do ALL of your sentence. Drugs Still relatively unheard of, they are slowly creeping into Cuban society more and more each day. It seems Cuba's geographical location lends itself as a suburb smuggling point. I have been personally offered drugs walking along La Rampa. Of course, I didn't even acknowledge their presense, and nor should you. I'm not sure if it was an undercover policeman testing a tourist or a legitimate offer but I didn't care. On a personal note I met a really nice casa owner in Cienfuegos on a trip and we quickly became good friends a common thing in Cuba. On a trip back, I called several times to make casa arrangements to stay there again. To make a long story short, he was caught with some marijuana and is currently serving a 20 year prison sentence! Not your idea of a vacation in Cuba right? Taking pictures of naked Cubana o 's constitutes pornography. Get the idea? The legal age of consent in Cuba is sixteen between Cubans, not Cubans with foreigners. If that, along with your conscience, isn't enough to deter you consider this: In the US, pedophiles are typically separated from the general prison population to protect them from other prisoners. In Cuba, to the best of my knowledge, no such precautionary measures exist. And who said there is no justice in Cuba? The bottom line is that if you get caught breaking the law in Cuba, chances are they have no mercy in their punishment. Sure, you can contact your embassy, but perobably they won't be much help. You are bound to the laws of the country you are in. They tend not to be very sympathetic to your stupidity. No big deal. There's always exceptions, of course, so don't make the mistake of blindly jumping on the 'Cuba Is So Safe' bandwagon to the point where you're being stupid. Sadly, it's NOT as safe as it used to be! Walking through the streets, you might hear, directed at you:' It's most probably a jinetero hustling you to try to either guide you to where you are going or to try to sell you something. They are not above trying to sell you fake Cuban cigars, so beware of these characters. If you accept them as a guide, they'll make a commission at the other end, whether its to a casa, restaurant or bar, this commission will come above the price. You'll never see the 'bill' for services rendered, as the proprietors will pay them, under the table. Since these guys have an official name and license, called 'Gestor de Viajeros' The Gestor de Viajero can be all kind of 'jobs' literally the translation of Gestor de Viajero is 'Travel Manager'. Although they now have a official name, remember they still are the old fashion and former jinetero. This is the female version of the jineteros, they mostly sell their bodies. Though what they do is technically illegal, according to Cuban law, you will see them everywhere. Both the jineteras and jineteros will mostly do you no harm physically. They are just trying to make a living like the rest of us. They've just chosen a 'different career path'. Perhaps I should do the same when my world gets a bit frayed around the edges. But, be warned and don't fall in love! Read the review at this page from Spiros. Violent Crime Still almost unheard of - against tourists, that is. Cuban to Cuban is a different story. Justice is swift and brutal. Result: Your chances of being shot, knifed, raped, car jacked, etc. They were both being very stupid, and put themselves in situations that anyone with the slightest bit of common sense would never consider. Their murders are a complete non-issue to the average, smart traveler. Never carry a camera in your hand without strapping it to your wrist. Pickpockets This is unfortunately now rampant in some areas. A pickpocket has to physically get their hands on your belongings. Inside pockets, properly secured, and measures like money belts, etc. Be prepared, and this very common crime becomes a non-issue. CSI Miami — the crime show — is one of the most popular television programs in Cuba. Please turn yourself in to the nearest police station. Other Thievery Never leave your belongings unsecured. Sitting a purse down on a bench and looking away for a moment is asking for trouble. Most unique bit of thievery I witnessed: A purse stolen because it was left too close to a window — the thieves reached in through the security bars with a long stick, and silently spirited it away. Money Exchange Take a calculator with you so you know the exact amount of Convertible Pesos coming to you. Ripping off tourists during money exchange transactions has become a very common occurrence. Lots of Cubans working money exchange scams, including the flight check-in personnel at the airport. It goes without saying that any traveler is an idiot to exchange money anywhere except at a proper institution, or between trusted friends. And as noted above, even at the bank you have to be frigging careful. To familiarize yourself with how the money looks, and the security features, have a look here Credit Cards Never let your credit card out of sight, and always keep your carbon copies. I discovered it when I tried to book a flight, and my credit card was maxed. Restaurants and Bars Never run a bar tab — always pay as you go. Keep a menu so you can compare the final bill against the real prices. Fake Menus The Bar Nepuno in Havana is a typical Cuban bar of very questionable repute, just down the street from my casa. Always ask the price, before you buy! By the way, I reached behind the bar once and stole the fake menu. The metered rate is the same as anywhere else — simply what the meter says, and no more. Some taxi drivers will try and convince you the tariff rate, kilometre rate and the taxi rate has to be added together. Pretty funny, actually. Cuban Customs Regulations are quite simple and straightforward. Waving a copy of the Regulations and not speaking Spanish is actually an advantage in these situations. I derive perverse pleasure from hassling crooked Customs Agents. Believe me, the Cuban check-in agents would never try to pull this stunt on a plane full of Italians!!! They were not taken from the factory, they are counterfeit. 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Deeper understanding: Right from the beginning, the mark is compromised: he may be married, in Cuba illegally, tired, unable to understand street Spanish, and woefully unaware of the level of corruption and dishonesty which thoroughly permeates every aspect of life of these miserably poor people. The black side-kick took note of where I was living before wandering off. I proceeded to craftily sneak this woman into to my apartment Working as a pair is perfect for these criminals. Two women walking together at night is much less suspicious than a single gal out alone. They go from bar to bar trying to get themselves picked up by one or two men who will take one or both of them to his place for drinks and conversation. At any time one woman can distract the victim s or obstruct the view while the other spikes the drinks with a powder or prepared solution. They probably each carry enough drug to knock out two men. The drug acts quickly. Once in the living room of my apartment with the door locked and the keys in my pants pocket, the young woman cheerfully let me photograph her as well as both sides of her official identity card el carnet. Cubans are conditioned to not object to showing their ID which they must always carry around with them. I offered her a variety of drinks; she chose rum with cola and ice. This was unusual. Previous visitors had always chosen fruit juice or pop. I put two identical glasses with ice on the living room table along with a can of cola and a liter bottle of Havana Club. Knowing that women are nervous about getting drugged, I opened the can and the bottle in front of her. I asked her to give me mostly cola and then excused myself to go to another part of the apartment where the bathroom and bedroom were located. I placed the camera out of sight on a high shelf and look a leak in the john. I washed my hands and tidied up the bedroom. She was alone with the drinks for about 2 or 3 minutes. As I returned to the living room, curiously I thought, she had not yet finished preparing the drinks. Before my eyes she poured lots of cola into my glass and then dumped at least three ounces of rum into her glass holding the bottle high in a dramatic gesture. She was an excellent conversationalist. Deeper understanding: Phase one was to get my complete confidence. Here I was with one little giggly girl who was about to get plastered. I had her ID and picture. She really liked me! How long are you staying in Cuba? You seem to be so intelligent. You look so much younger than your age. You look so healthy, do you take any medicines? Before I could process this information, she placed her alcohol drenched lips on mine and gave me a long, deep kiss. I just thought how lucky I was to have this gorgeous young woman dying to get at my body. She smiled and giggled and kept staring into my eyes. I took a second gulp and once again was rewarded with a long, wet, wonderful kiss. Deeper understanding: Phase two was to start the intoxication. The kissing worked against me in so many ways. It totally distracted me from thinking about how my drink tasted. Maybe she even had kept a bit of her strong drink in her mouth. She rubbed strong alcohol on my lips and tongue which made it difficult for me to judge the strength of my own drink. The kiss was a Pavlovian stimulation to get me drinking even more. Of course most of my thinking was revolving around the pleasures yet to come. I turned on some romantic music for slow dancing. She put her arms around my chest and pushed her breasts onto me. I felt great. What a lucky guy! After one dance she quickly sat down to continue the mutual drinking. I explained that I did not care for alcohol. I felt really great. I drank some more. Deeper understanding: Within 5 minutes of taking the first gulp on an empty stomach, the drug s started to hit me but at the time, and this is important, I did not notice it. I was too interested in putting on some better music and dancing some more. The slight odd feeling could be passed off as a little bit of alcohol effect or an episode of postural hypotension. Alcohol, especially in combination with a sedative drug, can have an initial excitatory effect. I was hypomanic without realizing it. A person in a manic state is less inhibited. So I went ahead and drank more of the alcoholic beverage which is something I ordinarily never do. She never let the drinks out of her sight. Had they been switched, she would have known immediately because hers was so much stronger than mine. I figure my first drink contained a lot of sedative and just a little bit of rum. We danced some more. A wave of dizziness came over me and for a split second I wondered if I was being drugged. Curiously, this idea did not trigger other related thoughts. I simply forgot about it! I turned down the lights. There were more important things going on: great music and a beautiful girl who didn't mind my wandering hands. I felt very relaxed. I was just enjoying the moment; my mind was empty. I was not keeping track of who was drinking what. Maybe I drank more, I don't remember. Even though we were just slow dancing back and forth, I became unable to stay on the beat. Deeper understanding: Phase three was getting enough drug into me to make me stupid. I was now incapable of having complicated thoughts. Her gentle suggestions became unquestioned commands. The most unbelievable thing is that I did not realize that I had become a helpless moron. By the third or fourth dance I became more relaxed than I have ever been in my entire life. She started rubbing her hip against my crotch. We sat down again. She asked if I felt tired. I said no. She announced that we were out of cola so I went into the kitchen to get some more. I think we continued drinking but my memory of events from here on is poor. However, I do remember her putting her hand on my groin and sweetly asking if women ever touched me there. I did not answer because by that time speaking seemed to require a tremendous effort. It seemed to be her way of communicating that she wanted to get into bed with me. I stood up, took her by the hand, and lead her to the bedroom. There was no resistance. I flopped down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Oh, did I feel relaxed! I wanted to rest a little before proceeding with the main attraction, fully confident of my abilities. Somehow I felt certain that I was not going to fall asleep even though my eyelids were very, very heavy. Deeper understanding: Maybe more drug got dumped into my glass after I denied feeling tired and went into the kitchen to fetch a second can of cola. She tried various indirect strategies to get me into the bedroom. 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I did not immediately realize that numerous other items had also been stolen. Deeper understanding: Still semi-stuporous, I thought there was no point in calling the police; they might even have been in on it. I have heard many stories in Cuba about how thieves give part of the booty to the police and are then allowed to continue on their way. Anyway, did I want a big investigation with possible embarrassing publicity? Friends noticed that I was staggering around and repeating the same questions. The drug continued to impair my thinking but, as before, I was unaware of my weakened condition and did nothing to increase the chances that the thief would be caught. I did not write down important information or collect evidence. Does the fact that I was affected for several days provide a clue as to which drug it was? At no time did I experience anxiety or hallucinations. My first drink could have contained any one or two? I am guessing that it might have been 30 - 50 mg of nitrazepam, a prescription drug used for insomnia in Cuba with a suggested night-time dose of 5 - 10 mg. In only a few minutes, my thinking was seriously impaired. Then alcohol alone was probably used as needed to potentiate the effect and tip me into unconsciousness. It is best for the criminals if the incident appears to be nothing more than binge alcohol consumption. If I consumed half of the ml missing from the bottle of Havana Club, that would have been four one-ounce shots or 48 ml of pure alcohol. Maybe I drank almost all of the ml of rum. In an ice-cold alcoholic drink which may contain salt, lemon, herbs or other flavoring ingredients, the drug can be imperceptible. Pharmaceutical companies sometimes add mint or other flavorings to make their preparations more palatable. Strong alcohol in the mouth dulls the taste buds. The drug itself soon makes any drink no matter how strong seem like water. In fact, smell, hearing, and vision quickly become muted in an indescribably weird way as the higher brain functions start to shut down. If you are consuming an alcoholic beverage, it will not be easy to recognize the extra intoxicating effect of a surreptitiously added drug. Surprisingly soon your thinking will be cloudy without you realizing it. This lack of insight plays a very important role in the drugging process. Your pupils may be abnormally small or abnormally large, something a friend theoretically could notice. But within a few minutes you are too obtunded to worry about anything. You keep drinking. Your goose is cooked. Have someone who speaks Spanish dial The moral of this is to be very, very careful when drinking with strangers. The circumstances will be arranged so as not to arouse any sense of danger on your part. Do not underestimate how greatly drugs can impair your thinking without you being aware of it. 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Awaiting his share of the bill he stared at me blankly and said he had no money. This creep had invited me to the restaurant, eaten his way round the menu to the tune of 70 pesos. On principle I would not pay his share. He departed the restaurant like a rat, mumbled about coontacting a friend who would pay. Of course he did not return. The restaurant manager followed him but the rat who claimed to be a magician from Matanzas was nowhere to be seen. A genuine guy from the region of Mayari who was in town for a few nights to work on the local festival had come into contact with this parasite so offered to pay for him. A word of warning, if you meet small oily greased back smooth talkers in Holguin or Matanzas who rave about a local restaurant that only they can get into, avoid at all costs. He's a hustler who will eat at your expense. In Santiago we were approached by a tout who told us his 'Tia' had a great casa with roof terrace. 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Feeling somewhat uneasy we went downstairs and told Madam Vivian we no longer felt comfortable with this constant flow of traffic. On the defensive she yelled at us that we were lying, and no we had booked for 5 days so we could not have a refund. Her partner Jorge worked for Cubanacan as reception manager. Club Los Amigos was mentioned. All very convenient for directing horny old men who wanted a night with a local girl. We packed and left for Holguin. Cleaner, hustler free and friendlier. We were very disappointed with Santiago, found it to be smell, full of rubbish, and geriatric Italians and Germans with Cuban girls young enough to be their granddaughters. Shame on you Castro. Clean up Cuba and rehabilitate those youngsters. They deserve better than to be selling their bodies for 10 Euroes to ugly old Italians!. Although they claim it's safe for tourists that was not our experience. She received excellent treatment from the Police who appeared most concerned. The attack happened in front of lots of people and many kind persons helped her while I attempted to chase the thief. I hope the Police get him before he really hurts someone as he uses excessive violence. The problem was of course no one spoke English and we had to wait two hours before they managed to find a member of our hotel staff who spoke a small amount of English and who was able to explain the story. The hospital staff were kind and understanding and treated her well with the limited resources they had. She was of course in shock. She has now fully recovered and we were determined not to allow this incident to spoil our holiday in Cuba. Sadly she also lost not only money, but also her passport that was in her hand-bag. We ended up spending half a day in the embassy in Havana arranging an emergency passport so she could get out of Cuba, in fact, the embassy were incredibly helpful and understanding. However, when we tried to return to the UK she was detained by a Cuban emigration official who detected she was leaving on a passport that was not the same one as that she had arrived on, giving me more worries when she didn't appear through the door into the departure lounge. I had to wait 40 minutes whilst they carried out more checks before letting her proceed. What worried me was that as she had lost her money and credit card, she was not in a position to be able to support herself if they had prevented her from leaving Cuba and referred her back to the embassy. They wouldn't let me back in through the emigration doors in order to support her. Having said all of that, we met so many lovely friendly people, visited many interesting museums and saw many beautiful buildings. We also stayed in some of the best hotels that I have ever stayed in and had a lot of fun, although we would never go back again there were some wonderful moments such as when we discovered the beauty of Trinidad with its magnificent sugar plantation houses and its lovely Caribbean beaches. You just have to be very careful and ladies - don't carry a handbag! Date: Author: Ozilla Country: Canada. This is not a scam, but is definitely a type of fraud. There is a man at who is PR for one of the big resorts in Varadero. He is, of course, very friendly, interested in you and very likeable. He can arrange to take you to Havana or on other tours in either a car you rent or a car he's had another guest rent and is using for the day it's highly likely the tourist who rented the car has no idea YOU are being guided about in their car. We were there to meet this person on a recommendation from a friend. He needed a job in Canada, we had a job to offer in an industry that is suffering a great worker shortage. He picked us up from our hotel in a vehicle that turned out to be rented by another tourist. Over the week he managed to talk us into letting him use our rental vehicle to go home and yet returned each day empty of gas. He always needed CUC to get through the pay toll gate. He never really explained but rather, got insulted when I asked where he'd been to use so much gas when supposedly he's only going home and back to get us. He was touring around other tourists for money, driving his friends to and from work, for money, ect. I'm so glad our trust and car could make him such a profit. We found all this out once it was too late. My husband decided to put all this to the side and continue with the job offer, he figured he'd learn that you can't scam people this way in Canada and that he was only doing what he had to in order to survive. 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I am thinking of going back near the end of December Currency change scam in Havana I was in Cuba about three weeks ago and the following scam happened to two guys I met while there and I heard of it happening to at least one other group of people. Cuban guy gets friendly on the street as is common and from my experiance most of them are genuinely interested in chatting and friendly- information seems to be tightly controlled for them He brings up the topic of the different currencies and the fact that things are much cheaper if you have the local curreny. After this, I heard two variations of the story. One was that the guy told the tourists that there was a third currency that only locals could get in the banks. The tourists weren't going to hand over cash to this guy and he eventually left. A few minutes later another guy appears starts chatting and just happens ot start talking about the third currency and how much can be saved if the tourists just have a small quantity of this currency. The guys haven't figured out that the guys are working together and eventually decide to get this guy to change some CUC for them. They go to the bank with him, he goes in and comes out a few minutes later and hands them two or three hundred Cuban Pesos for the CUC they'd asked him to change. They chat a bit, part ways and a while later the guys realise that there are only two currencies and that the exchange rate is 24Cuban pesos to 1 CUC and that anybody can change them! The second was very similar except that there is no third currency. The tourists don't know the exchange rate, go with the guys to the bank and hand over a few hundred CUC and get approx double that amount in CUP from the guys when thay come out of the bank. I also heard that these guys target young Americans in particular because they can't or don't want to take money out of their american bank account in Cuba and so carry a lot of cash with them. This I just heard from a guy in the street, the two scams I'm sure about. Otherwise Cuba is fantastic and in fairness I think you'd have to be pretty unprepared and gullible to fall for either of these. Crime and Scam in Cuba Crime and Punishment Unless you enjoy eating cucarachas and tasteless rice everyday, don't be stupid when traveling to or while in Cuba. Jineteros Gestor de Viajeros Walking through the streets, you might hear, directed at you:' Although they now have a official name, remember they still are the old fashion and former jinetero Jineteras This is the female version of the jineteros, they mostly sell their bodies. Warnings against crime and scam in Cuba 1. Accept this, get over it, and enjoy them! Date: Author: David Country: United Kindom Although they claim it's safe for tourists that was not our experience. Date: Author: Ozilla Country: Canada This is not a scam, but is definitely a type of fraud. Date: Author: T Currency change scam in Havana I was in Cuba about three weeks ago and the following scam happened to two guys I met while there and I heard of it happening to at least one other group of people. T Sent us your review.

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