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Opio para el pueblo – The Toten Hosen in Cuba – 15.5.-22.5.2001Something to browse through: the diary covering our trip to Cuba, 15-22.05.2001 May 15 | May 16 | May 17 | May 18 | May 19 | May 20 | May 21 | May 22
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Day One –Enjoy the Trip!Departure Düsseldorf, 7 a.m. When we landed in Madrid at midday everyone was awake enough to decide that a short trip into the town might be a worth-while excursion. After all, we had a six-hour stay to make use of more or less sensibly. We took the tube into the city centre only to find out that we had chosen the most important local holiday, San Isidro, the festive day of Madrid’s patron saint, for our little visit. Which means: every church was cram-packed full (said our culture section), as if the world was going to end the next day and everyone was busy to ask for indulgence before. The rest of the inhabitants was hanging around in and in front of the pubs and tapas bars, equally full, to celebrate this solemn day with beer and red wine. Faust, Wölli and the rest of us joined in. That’s a good way of living. Only Vom had to go back to the aeroporto after 20 minutes: this time, he was the first to lose his flight ticket. In the late afternoon our plane finally took off towards Havana. With Vom and a new ticket, but some people were wondering: where is Campino?
Happy to be on board
after all: Vom The solution is quite simple, really, if you know our lead vocalist and his love for FC Liverpool. Liverpool was due to play the UEFA final against Spanish Alaves in Dortmund the very next day, which is kind of round the corner from Düsseldorf. He didn’t make an easy decision, but he was so afraid of missing a historic moment, he decided to follow us alone, two days later. And now we know it was the right decision for such a die-hard Liverpool fan, but more on that will be told later. We arrived in Havana about ten hours later, nothing exceptional happened during the flight. There was a little excitement in our English section: Vom, happily supplied with a new ticket (some say Wölli had fished the old one out of his bag and drowned it in the plane loo to be able to play in Cuba himself), celebrating a reunion with our man for the lights, “Happy” Tom Nulty.
Downtown Havanna:
Andi & Vom Nearly all the baggage arrived in Havana. Only guitar roadie Noppa’s things had gone lost on the way. But it’s a good quote, considering we were 20 people travelling. As always, tour chief Kiki was searched thoroughly by the customs (“At least they let me keep on my briefs”) and Manfred, our chief of security, only missed out on the strip search he usually has to go through because one of the customs officers noticed his Che Guevara tattoo and gently beckoned him to pass through. One Cuba Libre for everyone at the hotel bar and then off to bed... Best regards, yours, the Hosen
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