After going to several discos around Miramar, I came to the conclusion that most of the discos did not have any girls until ll pm and closed around 3 or 4..some later. I went to La Floridita to have a daquiri at the same spot that Hemingway did many years ago. The bar is beautiful and it's a decent place to start.
My next spot was Monserrate Bar, which has a band, great drink prics and some good looking freelancers. The food is actually pretty decent here so I ordere some snacks with a mojito. For those of you unfamiliar with Cuba, the Mojito is the best drink in the world. The bartender crushes mint leaves with lemon juice and sugar, then adds soda water and rum and stirs. It is heavenly. Many of the girls were quite aggressive with me here but I did not want to jump to soon, so I was off to Miramar.
My first stop was Macumba. This place usually has stunners but tonight there were mostly couples. The cover was $20 and the drink prices were $6-$9. After a couple of Havana Libre's (rum and coke), I was trashed and my judgment told me to head back to Vedado for some street action. The bartender took me back to Havana Vieja to a small club with a great latin Jazz band. By this time, it was already 3:30 a.m. and I had no ladies.
As I stumbled out of the club, some Haiting looking guy directed me over to an abandoned building. I was skeptical and the guy wanted me to pay for him to get in. No problem. Once inside, I noticed that I was the only white guy in the place. Reminded me of Animal House but no Otis Day and the Nights. Every guy there was a chulo (lazy Cuban pimp) trying to sell me his girlfriend. I saw a girl that reminded me a little of Aaliyah, so I grabed her and danced. The music was all old school funk and hip hop....the best music to dance to. I was having a blast dancing with her and her cousins. The only bad thing was that the Haitian guy kept wanting me to buy him drinks...I did as a payment for helping me find this place. He forgot to bring me back $20 in change and my girl and her cousins gave him an earful so he gave me back my change. She did not mention money but we left and got a ride with a guy in a VW bug. The Haitian-looking guy was yelling at me to give him $20 because he had a family. I told him (in Spanish) to not be such a lazy fuck and get a job...I had already paid for his way into the club and bought him drinks all night. If you would have seen this guy trying to get more money and cock-block me...you might have responded the same. I am a mellow guy but these jineteros were staring to bug me.
As we approached my casa, the driver noticed a cop in front of the building. He parked a little ways down but the cop chased us down. The cop was mad because the guy was a freelancin' taxi driver. My girl came back to me and told me to tell the cop that she was my fiancee and that I visit her regularly. I had to repeat the story verbatim...in Spanish and the cop wanted to know where I was staying. As we enter the casa, the cop stayed outside for a bit. My girl recommended a small bribe. I told the guy that he would be the one in trouble if he took me to the police station. He acknowedged that my statements were true but that he could take my chica and she would be in trouble. I gave him $5 and he was of. I am not supposed to be in this country, so the last thing I want is problems.
Photos: Rosaria 1 Rosaria 2
Once inside, this chica was all over me and was giving me an enthusiasitc BBBJ. One thing to note is that these girls have bushes that are not quite as neatly trimmed as Mexicanas. Some of the serious pros will be shaven or trimmed but this girl had a decent sized bush. I still ate her pussy anyway. She woke me up in the night several time for some cuddling and sex. In the morning, she wanted to stay with me but I gave her $50 and she was happy. I gave her some gum, lotions from the Bath and Body Works and some boxers with U.S. flag frm Old Navy. I highly recommend brining a bag full of gifts to give to these girls....this country has virtually nothing and a little kindness goes a long way.