27 November 2016
Once upon a time, many moons ago, I spent a greatly enjoyable three weeks on a Ramblers' holiday in Fidel Castro's Cuba. Super country, super people.
Desperately poor, in many ways an economic disaster. But I remember the schoolkids, smartly dressed in their uniforms of white shirts and maroon shorts or skirts,even out in the rural areas, who looked happy and well cared for. I remember the universal health service, with a better mortality rate then the USA, where newly qualified doctors were required to spend a number of years providing a service in the landward villages.
I hope that they can keep the good things in their society. And I hope that the almighty dollar does not force them back into reliance on the worst kind of casino tourism.