The most descriptive name of Cienfuegos is “The Pearl of the South”.

According to the great film-maker Frederico Fellini:

All art is autobiographical;

the pearl is the oyster's autobiography

This applies just as well to this Cuban pearl whose autobiography is a compilation of so many biographies of its past residents: Generals, émigrés, industrialists, revolutionaries and great artists.

All have coloured its present with their mark on its past.

In 1819, Lieutenant Colonel Don Luis Juan Lorenzo De Clouet de Piette bestowed the challenge of creating a colony on the wide bay of Jagua upon Captain Cienfuegos, together with Intendente don Alejandro Ramirez.

That is why, although literally meaning “One hundred fires” the name of the city in fact honours its founder and has no further meaning.

The request for colonization of Cienfuegos was made on 1st  January 1819 and was quickly enacted.

By 22nd  April of the same year some 40 families arrived at what was then named Fernardina de Jagua.The settlers came from New Orleans, Philadelphia, and a small group from Bordeaux.

The French heritage remains in the style of architecture, the wide boulevards, and beautiful parks.

Cienfuegos is situated in the midst of plantations of sugar cane and coffee in central southern Cuba on the Caribbean coast. Originally the economic base was wax and timber, as well as it being a fishing port, but soon cane sugar was the driving economic force and trade was predominantly with the United States of America.

In just 41 years, by 1860 the new settlement had grown from village to town and finally to be the third most important city in Cuba.

In 1976 it became the capital of the province of the same name, the smallest province in Cuba, being just 4,180 square kilometres (1,649 sq miles) and having a population density of 94.5 per km² (239.6 per sq mile).

Settled under Spanish colonial rule, Cienfuegos was recently cited by UNESCO as being the best remaining example of a 19th century Hispanic colonial city.

You see the vestiges of this both un-restored…

...and restored.

However as I entered the outskirts of the city, my first introduction to it was a feisty and impromptu “drag race” between two mule wagon taxis.

Drivers, passengers, and mules all seemed to enjoy the short burst before the two resumed a normal pace.

The air of grandeur in Cienfuegos still lingers, but the ornate lighting supports across the wide boulevards are somewhat out-of-place constructs, possibly added to make the central security camera more unobtrusive.

As with many beautiful vestiges of a grander time in Cuba, many of the colourful buildings were sadly in need of renovation. There is a housing crisis throughout Cuba, worst in Havana as rural people flock there in hopes of betterment of living.

There is not sufficient housing to start with, and due to decay from no maintenance, many houses and apartment buildings are literally falling down. With families forced to live several generations together in one small apartment, the tall ceilinged apartments are illegally modified to provide mezzanines. Inside and outside of the housing stock is therefore increasingly dangerous and what should be considered uninhabitable is inhabited out of need.

In rural areas, many of the newly constructed houses were built by non-professional construction workers of the "microbrigadas"  so that often structural faults of notable dimensions appeared even before they were inhabited.

This is why when people say they have been to Cuba and have stayed only in resort hotels, I know they have not seen anything representative of Cuba's reality, its hardships, and its triumphant humour.

By contrast to those in decay, buildings within UNESCO heritage sites and tourist sites undergo highest quality restoration or construction.

The Cathedral has been well restored…

…as has the Union Hotel, which opened in 1869 and was once the property of Tomás Terry.

In 1904 electricity was installed and in 1907 it was famed for it wine cellars which boasted 72 different types of wine.

Ceasing as a hotel in 1960 after the Revolution, the Union Hotel was transformed into residences – however becoming declared uninhabitable by 1980. Various efforts at reconstruction and rehabilitation covered the intervening years until finally in 2000 the Union Hotel was again functional for its original purpose.

Certainly details of a much grander life remain in both structures and vehicles throughout the city, whether with vehicles are parked in the city itself….

… or on the Malecón or seawall …

a classic Studebaker underway to a service station on the edge of the city…

..or a parked classic car giving pastel contrast to a colourful residence.

The city itself is colourful and peaceful

Central Cienfuegos is split by a pedestrian zone lined with civic buildings and shops.

On the square at the end of the pedestrian zone is what was once a renowned place in the entertainment world.

Here sang Enrico Caruso, and here danced Anna Pavlova: in the Tomás Terry Theatre which was built by, and to honour the influential Venezuelan industrialist who had increased his wealth from Cuban holdings in the region.

Terry had offered the then Governor 60,000 pesos: 50,000 pesos for the building of an ornate and distinguished theatre, and 10,000 pesos for the Charity School for children, with proceeds of the theatre supporting it. He died the following year in Paris, but his family carried out his wishes with a bequest of 100,000 pesos to be administered in a management fund.

The resulting ornate resulting theatre imitates Italian horseshoe-shaped design, with four tiers.

On the façade are mosaics by the famed Venetian glassmakers Salviati of 19th century Venice, who also had premises in Regent Street, London.

The London location now houses the Apple store. The mosaic arms of Venice within were restored in 1999.

Salviati had also been commissioned for the altar screen at Westminster Cathedral, the mosaics above the high alter of St. David’s Cathedral in Wales, and the Albert Memorial. Such was the prestige of the Terry Theatre that it could draw on such a famous house of art to create the allegorical figures of the three muses of comedy, tragedy and music.

On an adjacent edge of Jose Martí Park in Cienfuegos is the José Ferrer Palace, built in the early 1900s. In 1920 Enrico Caruso stayed there while performing at the Tomás Terry Theatre. The owner moved to Havana shortly thereafter, having lived in the grand building for but a few years, and the newspaper printing press for “El Sol” newspaper was subsequently installed on the ground floor. After the Revolution the ground floor served as a pharmacy.

The Ferrer Palace now houses a cultural centre, with a fascinating array of locally crafted goods within the vestiges of its former magnificence.

I loved the aging beauty of the locks on the door as much as the art deco lamp!

There were much prized Cuban hand-crafted Western-style saddles and other finely tooled leather goods…

…drums and maracas.

… colourfully painted cups made out of coconut shells…

…paintings in many styles…

..and of course it would be no Cuban shop without Che…but here he formed an unusual union with another icon...Marilyn Monroe, something I found to be an interesting juxtaposition, the relationship of which escaped me.

Perhaps there is something in the philosophy of Robert “Bob” Anton Wilson to explain it:

Humans live through their myths

and only endure their realities.

There were wood carvings…

…and a marvellous fleet of aircraft crafted from empty drink cans

The Jose Martí Park with its marble statues of Marti…

…and numerous other famous historic figures of Cienfuegos…

…guardian lions…

..the Cathedral at its edge…

…and the imposing Tomás Terry Theatre on its flank, is a great meeting place or somewhere to just sit and watch the world go by.

It was here that this little girl in the park with her grandparents toddled over to give me a tiny red flower . It has since sat on my keyboard to remind me of my one month with no plan in Cuba - and the unexpected gifts it brought me as I experienced Cuba from a less touristy perspective.

As I sat, I noted the throng of little girls waiting before the theatre. They moved and danced through their space like so many bright butterflies and were clearly awaiting their dance lesson or rehearsal.

Suddenly they rose as one in a kaleidoscope of colour and I saw them rush to greet the dance teacher, who then was escorted by the girls to the theatre.

Watching those happy young faces, I was reminded that dancing has always been a Cuban specialty and that even though other things are rationed, the chance to learn to dance is not. I thought how powerful that was and it brought to mind a quotation by Vicki Baum:

There are short-cuts to happiness,

and dancing is one of them

Seeking out a Casa Particular in Cienfuegos, a perfect one was found on the Malecón.

Unfortunately I have lost the name but drive along the Malecón and you will see it.

It is perfectly located with great views…

...excellent food…

…and another of the standard things of Cuba – a modern shower that from a viewpoint of someone used to other arrangements, seemed to threaten electrocution.

However, after a short time outside tourist hotels, one becomes quite inured to the realities of Cuban life…and interesting electrical wiring is one of them.

The lady of the house could not have been more accommodating and the rooms are large and comfortable.

This “home away from home” was not far from the yacht club.

It is always something of a shock to me to see the valuable boats moored in the few Cuban marinas there are– but these marinas are big business.

This one sometimes has reports of beacons and navigation lights not working and the usual Cuban volume of the music (LOUD) in the nearby club makes sleeping aboard a challenge, but all personnel speak English and it is a main port of entry with all services…and friendly ones.

It is a curiosity of old Cuban legislation that at one time lions were only permitted to decorate the outside of diplomatic or consular residences in Cuba.

In Cienfuegos, on the Prado between Avenues Santa Cruz and Santa Elena, these two bronze lions are all that is left of what was once one of the most celebrated meeting houses for soirees and social events in all of Cuba. This was the home of the British Consul General at a time when the Consulate was charged with administration of the submarine communications cable which connected via Santiago de Cuba, to  America, and from there across the Atlantic to Europe.

It appears that the house was originally constructed  about 1862 and has served as a Casino, the site of the Philharmonic Society, and eventually the home of the city governors. It now reputedly houses a family of cobblers and little is left of its former interior splendour, though the British Lions still stand guard.

Standing under the Cuban December sunshine as the lone survivors of grander days behind the Tuscan styled portico, these lions reminded me:

It’s better to be a lion for a day than a sheep all your life.

This was a statement by Elizabeth (Lisa) Kenny, the Australian nurse whose radical challenge to the medical community to exercise the limbs of polio victims instead of immobilising them led to the foundation of the practice of physiotherapy

One of the great “follies” of Cienfuegos is the Palacio de Valle...

… an opulent mixture of French, Italian, Arabic and Cuban architectural styles.

The Valle Palace overlooks the entrance to the Bay of Punta Gorda and was the creation of the Asturian industrialist Acisclo del Valle.

Built in 1913 the roof supports three tower: one inspired by Gothic style …

…one Indian ….

…and one Moorish.

While the setting and views from the rooftop of the Valle Palace are magnificent …

.. it was here on the rooftop terrace of Palacio de Valle that we had the most expensive drinks in the whole “Month with No Plan” Cuban trip …beware!

The entrance of the Palacio de Valle is Gothic, with Moorish terraces, and a music salon in the style of Louis XIV.

The dining room is Neo-Mudéjar style – a Spanish variation of Moorish architecture, featuring horseshoe arches and Arabic patterns and accessories.

Materials for the embellishment of this lavish building were imported: ceramics from Venice, Spanish ironwork, Puebla Tulavera tiles from Mexico…

…and European mahogany…

… the whole costing 1million pesos.

The whole Punta Gorda peninsula of Cienfuegos is a legacy of grander times…with The Blue Palace, built by a wealthy tobacco plantation owner and now a hotel sitting next to the gracious Cienfuegos Yacht Club, on a boulevard of once grand homes.

 The Cienfuegos Yacht Club is notable more for its remarkable position and architecture than its variable quality food – but like its neighbouring Valle Palace,  the location on the Punta Gorda is hard to beat.

Seeing the decay of former architectural magnificence reminded me that these were buildings built on the work of slavery.  

While understanding the economic imperatives, I was sad to see only selective restoration, leaving much to be carved up in the essential need of a growing population to secure housing in a diminished stock of available buildings.

Even more, I was saddened constantly in Cuba – and especially in Cienfuegos - by the apparent inability of those surviving the revolution to see and value architectural beauty.

As Alexis de Tocqueville said:

In a revolution, as in a novel,

the most difficult part to invent is the end.


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