Part 3 of 3: Boards For Bro's in Cuba
Posted on Friday, May 1, 2009 by Ryan
Photos and Captions by Rob Meronek
|We started our day out at the pool building all the boards for all them bros. People were coming up to us asking to see and touch grip tape because they didn't know what it was|
|Looks like Scuba Steve used to work at Pac Sun. Notice anything wrong with that board he's putting together?|
|Where's Rick McCrank? Here we have Mike Anderson, shirtless guy, Ryan Clements, Zered Bassett, Scuba Steve, Tod Swank, Bryce Kanights, Felipe, Quim Cardona, Chris Nieratko, Barak Wiser, and Ron Deily in front of a pile of skateboard product we're about to bro out|
|Thanks to Girl, Black Box, The Skateboard Mag, Dwindle, Globe, Deluxe, Tum Yeto, Zoo York, eS, and random stuff from Barak's Product Dungeon for filling up this van with tons of skateboard stuff for the bros|
|As soon as we pulled up, Quim was entertaining us with inverts. Wow, how long has it been since you've seen a ho-ho sad plant? Who was responsible for killing street plants? You kids should all support street plants because it's what us old guys did when we were kids. You should all quit using cell phones and the internet, too. While you're at it, go back to using leaves as toilet paper. Respect your history, son|
|There was a contest before the demo started. Look at what they're working with here. How lucky do you feel with the stuff you have to skate now?|
|That's Ron Deily on a nollie backside big spin. Is that dude with the crazy camera contraption getting pick-pocketed? Nah, check the footage to see those two dudes ballet dancing|
|Alcohol is pretty much like social interaction lubricant. Many times I feel I need it to hang out and make things a little more fun, less boring, or whatever. Rick McCrank doesn't drink. His shop is named Anti-Social. Sounds like some social lubricant is needed. That's a 360 flip|
|I didn't know Quim before this trip. He has one of those styles where sometimes the first couple times he tries a trick you're like, "Whoa, does he even have a chance at making that?" Then he comes through with it. I had a fun time hanging out with Quim and on the last meal of the trip, he made it a point to get everyone's email address so he could keep in touch. No social lubricant needed. Check out Quim's blog. He's not as negative as me|
|Soccer rocker, Kentucky waterfall, 10/90, Canadian passport... whatever your nicknames for a mullet, it's always a good laugh when you see one. What's that dude behind him doing? Check the footage|
|I was fortunate enough to get to know Mike Anderson on this trip, too. He's not a fan of the contest/demo thing, but he skated this one anyway. That's a front blunt|
|A rat tail and an iPod hair piece? I know I'm in no position to be making fun of haircuts, but damn they got some funky ones on the island here|
|Speaking of haircuts, Robert's friends are the champs of face schrapnel and 80's Flock of Seagull cuts. They all smoke, too|
|Officer Doofy was reading the website on the taxpayer dime again and sent his Cuban counterpart to check out the demo|
|In the middle of this amazing rap battle between Rollerblader and skateboarder that I couldn't understand, I heard "yakka yakka blah blah tootii fruitti yakka yakka blah blah." Hilarious. Check out the footage for a bit of their battle|
|Damn, can't remember this kid's name who won the contest|
|Robert is hyped on his new complete. Time for a sip of rum|
|I wonder why Rollerblading died? Hopefully these dudes got converted. That's the kid in the rap battle. He's going to need some new rhymes|
|Out with the old, in with the new|
|No speeka Engrish, so I couldn't really get their story. I don't know if they skate or what|
|I wonder what the Cuban stance on homosexuality is?|
|I know what their stance is|
|After the demo and hand-out was over, Che left the scene in this classic|
|Little kids smoke there. Little kids got ink there. Perfect for skateboarding|
|It's not just old cars in Cuba|
|After the event, we went rolling through the city yet again. Tomas is showing the crowd where to gather on this rail we stopped at|
|Denim flair was super popular there. This kid has American Benjamins on the crazy pants|
|A Cuban momma bringing her kids to the teenie bopper disco that was next to the skate spot we were at|
|From far away, this is one of those trick illusion spots. Not quite a spot, but easily convertible to one|
|Instead of skate stoppers, they have sit stoppers|
|A random crew of ladies leaving the disco|
|I recommend the pizzaghetti|
|They have Cactus in Cuba? Thanks for letting us in your country. We'll be back, soon|
- Tomas Crowder – God of our trip. If you had a question, Tomas had an answer
- Chris Nieratko – main motivator and responsible for making the trip happen
- Chris Nieratko – pregnant wife of Chris brought her unborn baby to Cuba
- Quim Cardona – quoted as saying, “Less money equals more heart”
- Bryce Kanights – legendary photographer
- Donna Kanights – Bryce’s wife along for the experience
- Zered Bassett – ATV with a great attitude
- Jenna – Dr. Z’s girl, a hairdresser from NYC
- Barak Wiser – SPoT buyer and Boards for Bro’s co-founder
- Rob Meronek – always down for a trip…anywhere
- Mike Anderson – new kid on the block is easy going and fun to be around
- Scuba Steve – eS TM and filmer and receiver of sunburns
- Ron Deily – don’t let the happy-go-luck persona fool you. This kid is smart
- Rick McCrank – vegan, straight-edge, veteran pro that has seen and done it all
- Tod Swank – owner of Tum Yeto that is pro-active in giving back
- Felipe – owner of four shops in Columbia and “found” David Gonzales
- Jenna Becker – my lovely fiancé that is always down for an adventure
- Ryan Clements – that’s me. I’m just grateful for my opportunities
Upon arrival, the kids were mellow. The local organizers held a very short contest at 2pm with about a dozen locals taking part. There was no PA system, so subsequently no announcing or even music being played. That’s just how it is down there. You make do with what you have. The winners received special prize packs that we put together for them that consisted of a complete, a pair of shoes, a set of wheels with bearings, and a couple other things. Needless to say, they were beyond hyped.
Immediately following the contest, Quim, Mike, Ron, Zered, and Rick put on a demo that had the kids going completely nuts. Quim’s double kickflip to Mike’s fs blunt to Ron’s bs smith to tailslide to Zered’s ollie over the huge gap to Rick’s massive display of maneuvers kept the kids screaming for nearly an hour.
Finally it was time to give out the product. Che had an idea of how he wanted to do it. He wanted to keep it organized, which was fine with us because we were there for him. He would call out a name and when that person came up we’d give them a complete. With only about 40 of them, that went rather quickly, so we resorted to giving out decks to the rest of the names on the list. The crowd was getting more and more rowdy and Che said to me, “Look over there. He’s a government official…the guy in the green.” I asked, “What does that green uniform mean?” Che responded, “They are the worst – the top of the government.”
My guess is that the official was simply wondering what all of the commotion was about, but then again, I’m a naïve American that doesn’t have to deal with that type of stuff. At this point kids were literally climbing up the ramp trying to grab stuff out of the boxes as Che attempted to maintain some sort of control. Compared to what we’re used to, it wasn’t really that far out of control. However, not having a microphone and unable to speak the language really changes things. I just remained cool and guarded the product as Che continued to give it out for about 30 minutes. We really did have a lot of stuff – hopefully all of the skateboarders got something.
Che finally called it, concerned that we were garnering too much attention. So we threw the rest of the product under the ramp as one of Che’s boys hailed a cab to get it out of there. Che went with the product back to his home where he could hand it out to the skaters that really needed it, as the product toss/giveaway had some non-skaters in there that just wanted something (anything) for free. He also told me, “I’m going to send some product to the skaters in the east. They need it more than us there.” I can’t even really picture anyone needing product more than those kids that day…
As the crowd dispersed and we were settling into our cab rides back to the hotel, Mrs. Nieratko said to Jenna and me, “I saw this boy that doesn’t even have a shirt on and didn’t get any product.” I was like, “Find him and I’ll give him my board.” She pointed him out, we walked up to him, and I handed him my board and motioned him to go. He smiled and ran away, not really even knowing what to do with it. I watched all of the kids playing with their new stuff, talking to friends, and just taking in the excitement and sense of hope that was reinforced that warm, windy afternoon.
When I got into the cab, I found out that Barak and Rob gave their boards away, too. Quim, joining in, opened up the van door and gave his complete away as well. I must admit that I’ve never given away my own skateboard before. It was nearly a scary feeling, but knew I had more skateboarding product accessible to me on Monday morning back at SPoT than the entire country of Cuba has in their possession at any given time.
We then made a pit stop at a car and motorcycle show. I knew that my trip was complete when I saw two Harley Davidson’s, or course they were models prior to 1962. It was time to go home to Tampa. We walked the streets a bit more, grabbed some food, and headed back to the hotel to decompress and chill together one last night before leaving.
We were advised to get to the airport three hours early. We got there 2.5 hours prior to the departure of our flight, which would be by far more than enough time in the US. The line was really, really long and they had only one person checking in the passengers in economy class. Nearly two hours later we got checked in and got our tickets. The next step was to pay your airport tax, which is about $25 USD. Every passenger must do it. It’s the Cuban way of making some extra loot off of tourists.
Going through Immigration was a walk in the park…only a couple of questions and we were free to pass into the terminal. The flight back to Panama was about 2.5 hours, and to say that going through Customs and Immigration in Panama was easy, well, that’s a bit of an understatement. The only concern left was getting back into the States.
The layover was long, about three hours, and then the flight to MIA was just about three hours, too. We got off the plane in Miami and had to wait in the huge line to get through Immigration. It took about 45 minutes to talk to an Agent. He posed a few questions. “Where did you travel?” “What did you bring home?” You know. The usual. We gave the right answers, Jenna started a short conversation with him, and we grabbed our bags and were having a beer in the bar before you knew it.
I will admit that I was pretty damn nervous with anticipation on what was going to be the outcome of our entry back into the USA. But all worked out well. I like to think that when your heart is in the right place that things will all work out for the better.
As a final note, I’m a proud American…very proud to say that I am from the United States of America. We don’t do everything right and I’m sure as a country that we piss a lot of people off, but this is yet another experience where on the flight home I couldn’t wait to get my feet back on American soil. However, people are people. And more specifically, skateboarders are skateboarders. We love skateboarding, travel, and above all we value our family and friendships. It takes all kinds to be a part of this world and I know that I’m blessed by the opportunities that have befallen upon me in my short 35 years on this earth.
I’m going to leave you with a random list of things that they DO NOT have in Cuba:
- Trash – the place is really clean
- Paint – the vast majority of the buildings have not been painted for 50 years
- Washrags – not the biggest deal in the world, but the hotel did not have them
- Smoking bans – smoke ‘em if you got ‘em…any time, anywhere
- Pollution regulations – behind some cars you felt like you were inhaling a cigar
- Billboards – not only do they not have billboards, but there is relatively no advertising of anything, anywhere whatsoever
- Pressure washers – therefore giving everything that “needs to be cleaned” look
- Dog catchers – there are wild dogs running in packs all over
- Homeless people – it’s relatively impossible to be homeless in Cuba. Each person is “issued” a home. The only way to be on the streets is if you’re such a drunk that your family kicks you out