To English readers this is what Anna Ardin says herself about her experience in Cuba, from where she was deported :
Expelled, unwanted, dejected
Spoiler:
Tuesday, August 8, 2006
Expelled, unwanted, dejected
The end of my stay in Cuba I did not tell, before Castro fell ill and the world's focus was on Cuba. This is anyway the end of the story.
I wanted to say good bye to Miriam, my friend, the former diplomat for Castro in Yugoslavia and tell her why I suddenly disappeared. I asked SAPO's permission, but they said 'we throw you out if you meet someone, break contact immediately. " But so do you just not do!
I had a Swedish souvenir I wanted to give her and I had promised to come, we would have dinner together. However, I did not call, did not go there. Eventually we met at an embassy, a FRIBO, without eating dinner, and i couldn't give her the gift ,and with the nerves outside the body. But I still got to say goodbye and tell them what had happened.
Miriams fax machine has been seized, her phone tapped and her mail opened, and from Cuba, you can not communicate with her because you always risk that she will get hurt, or that her husband should go back to jail and die of neglect, the poor access to health care and substandard food.
I threw up three days and hardly dared not call or talk to someone. Everything had suddenly become forbidden. Just as it began to dawn on me that every single one of my illusions about Cuba had a big hole or so, I was no longer desirable as a guest, I booked my trip and cut more than half the travel time.
My friend went home in the morning and I on the evening of July 9, from its stopover she sent me warning e-mails. Five people had asked her again at the airport, threatened that she would not get on the plane if she did not cooperate they took her film rolls, all records and CDs with Las Krudas.
I tried to get rid of my notes in order not to fly with them and discovered that there was a police officer at every trash can! In a secret house of a friend of a friend, I left my USB stick and a few other things and hope I can someday get back there. In every neighborhood, and revolution. In each block a person sitting on the pass to make a note of who goes in and out of that house. If you want to do something secret in Cuba, you will notice what the opposition is working against.
At the airport, they took me down in a basement and searched through my computer and my phone and asked me again. I got no answer to what could be illegal in a computer, I can hardly smuggle cigars as word documents, or?
I was released on the plane that was delayed by an incorrect number of travelers. A man from the Ministry of Interior (the ones that are recognizable by their brown shirts) came in, walked up to my seat, buckled his eyes at me and asked for my boarding pass. I was sure that the right department of SAPO now realized that I changed my return date and that they failed to cross-examine me properly. Eventually I found the boarding pass and to my surprise, I remain. They were ready with me and someone else (who also wanted to leave the country at the time) had come off and may come down in the basement that I have just been in.
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Does this sound like normal and typical behavior for a young female student in another country?????
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