A lengthy disclaimer

So here I am.

Sitting in front of the laptop, half wanting to just delete this silliness and keep these thoughts inside my head. But I can't. I've been inspired by a blog I stumbled upon yesterday I Married the Pool Boy. I don't intend for anyone to read this but only to serve as a virtual memory of events long gone and maybe forgotten, even by me, by the time someone accidentally stumbles on this. No doubt, you my friend are probably searching for a story about success or even failure when it comes to a relationship between a Cuban and a tourist.

To be truthful, I don't think there is even a 'relationship' to talk about. I may regret this statement later but I do not intend on marrying this or any other Cubans I may encounter - I will revisit this notion in another post for another day. But at the back of my mind is a nagging feeling that there is something here. Something I don't understand and desperately want to express into the ever growing void of abandoned and reader-less blogs.

So let's get this over with potential Anonymous readers/commenters/haters/negative Nancies:

• No. I am not a middle aged lonely woman of a larger size.
• No. I am not searching for love in a foreign country because I can't find love in my own.
• No. I do not believe he or I for that matter are in love with one another.
• Yes. I am aware of the ever changing groups of tourist that visit the resort on a weekly basis and no doubt the different "girlfriends" he may have every time a new load of tourist arrives.
• Yes. I know that majority of Cuban men/women are looking for a way out and see tourists as their golden ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. 
• Yes. It is a rather stupid notion to get hung up on someone who cannot leave their country and cannot be otherwise trusted not to have other girlfriends, wives, and children.
• Yes. I know that even if he doesn't want to leave the country, he may see this as a way of getting gifts or money out of the whole experience. 

Plenty of other things I will eventually have to add to this list. But here's a little information about what I will share about myself (names will be changed in order to keep my own pride intact - silly - but who knows when this will come and bite me in the behind...a prelude to something you can rightfully assume)

• I am currently in my early-mid twenties
• I am involved in a long term relationship (let's say he's my high school sweetheart - I will refer to him as Sam and I was sweet sixteen) *and there it is ladies and gents*
• I am employed
• A hopeless daydreamer and romantic...the root of all my problems

Here we go, a journey I never thought I'd get involved in. Time to share my stories with complete strangers.