Car Crazy in Cuba
I
am not especially a car person. For me,
a car takes me from location to the next.
Yet, after entering Cuba
I was just mesmerized by their old cars and spent a lot of time photographing
the people and their relationship with their cars.
Without
getting to far into their history, Cuba
was once a playground for the rich and famous of the USA
and Europe . It was embargoed by the US in 1960 after the ouster of Batista and
the subsequent nationalization of properties of United
States citizens and corporations.
What ensued was internally
and externally imposed isolation and the
resultant creation of an anachronism. Frozen in time, the warm and gracious people
of Cuba
became very ingenious at using what they had.
As for their cars; they became a great source of pride which turned each
owner into master mechanic. Rube
Goldberg, shoe string and bubble gum, parts borrowed and adapted and a lot of
spit and polish keeps their 1940-1950's American and Russian cars operating and
on the road.
Take
a look, it was not an occasional old car but probably 90% of them were old.
Equally
interesting was how their cars serve many purposes:
As a taxi for transporting people
As a novelty to be rented by a tourist for a handsome fee
For delivering a butchered
animal to the local market
Turn
a street corner and there is another man under the body or hood of his car
fixing it.
and if you don't own a car yet you sure as heck want to.
Carpe Diem,
Lorrie
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