- Between safeguarding and their pocket.
In the early nineties, the Plaza Mayor in Trinidad and nearby simulated a cloistered feud within the villa itself. Only sporadic visitor steps shook the silence that many desperately yearn now, until tourism burst as an avalanche. The city began to mutate.
Today, before dawn the room tenants waiting for the bread for their customers’ breakfast is perceived, the dependents of the private restaurants decorating the business, those who work in the Craft Fair with metal frames shoulder to prepare their sample table.
With such daily maelstrom Trinidad has learned to deal, a city whose paralysis over time turned into a kind of myth in the womb of Cuba; a territory where the richness of the architectural features, the flow of traditions that make up the intangible heritage and the status of World Heritage stand as credentials for domestics and foreign visitors.
From the expansion of self-employment, the city is now experiencing another economic boom, equally or more prominent than that of the nineteenth century when sugar production covered of splendor everything.
As much as we want to foist tourism, the fact is that in these parts, where industries were moved to other parts of the provincial geography, tourism has become a kind of impulse for any gear is intended to make this city function. Thanks to this injection coming from the “outside” citizens the homeowners have been many who, with revenue managed to return to the colonial houses at least one blow of the excellence with which they were erected.
While carrying on its shoulders an existence of more than half a millennium, the city born at the foot of a hill demonstrates that heritage, intelligently used, can be profitable, able to build a true discourse and seduce tourists and Cubans. With the parsimony of an aging lady, the city relies on their children, hoping that they always find a balance between safeguarding and their pocket.
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