HAVANA TIMES — Ever since I found out that I’d been selected to study an intensive video course in the Czech Republic, my life has turned around 180 degrees, in terms of thinking; I’m thinking a lot about what is to come, about what the experiences I’m going to live in an unknown country will be like.
The only things I’ve heard about this country have come from a colleague who recently told me about his time there and he thought it was marvelous in every aspect, but mostly for the real freedom you can breathe there.
I have to be honest, it’s sparked up different emotions, I’m leaving behind my mother, my boyfriend, my dogs, my friends and my neighbors, but it’ll only be 10 days away, for me to go somewhere and learn new things, getting to know new people, and this is good for me.
The bad thing about all of this, is that relatives and people I know, when they find out that you’re traveling abroad immediately begin to think that you’re going to become some kind of millionaire, and they begin to ask for silly gifts, like a leash for their dog, the Chanel perfume that Marilyn Monroe used, a packet of talcum powder because we don’t even have talcum powder here, chocolates and various vibrators. In fact, the number of dildos I’ve been asked to bring is so great that I’ve already said that if they inspect me at customs they could arrest me because they’re going to think I’m going to open a sex shop in Havana.
At the end of the day, the things people ask me for are trivial but if you add them all up you realize that you won’t even be able to buy food to eat everyday, that’s to say, that in order to make other people’s lives happier I’d have to have water with sugar for breakfast, not eat lunch and return to Cuba as starved as I was when I first get to Prague, because I’m going without a single Euro in my pocket.
By the time you read this post, I might already be on the airplane (which I hope doesn’t explode) or I might even already be in Prague, walking along its clean streets where I’ve been told people talk quietly, are polite and everyone is accepted, independent of their sexual preferences or what they look like and that makes me happy because that’s what I want. At least for 10 days I’ll be happy and I’ll feel free for the first time in a country where I wasn’t born.
Prague awaits me and I’m going towards it with all my desires to take on the world.
I’m nervous, but happy.