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The country I eagarly wanted to visit before starting
to work was Cuba.
I majored in international politics in the university.
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I'd been interested in problems of the Middle East and
other ethinic conflicts since I was in high school.
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While studying international relations,
the idea that had been hooked in my mind for a long time was
"Why socialism is thought to be bad?
I think the basic idea is good....."
The year before my graduation, the September 11th
terrorists attacks happened.
I also wanted to go to New York to see the Ground Zero.
And, since there were no diplomatic relations
between United States and Cuba, I thought it's a nice idea
to go through Mexico and enter Cuba, because I can practice
my Spanish as well.
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Before leaving Japan, my parents told me,
"Please don't go to Cuba.
We worry about you."
I also worried to go there alone,
so I thought I'd decide whether to go or not
in Mexico.
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At Cancun, a gateway to Cuba,
I stayed at a Japanese backpacker's accomodation
and searched if there were somebody interested in
going to Cuba. And I found a guy!
"U" was as old as I ,,,or one year older?
I knew it later that, he had traveled around dangerous
areas like Middle East, Yugoslavia and some other places.
We talked about going to Cuba and the next day,
we got plane tickets to Havana at the travel agency.
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