Don't marry a cuban!!
I married a cubano in 2007,just b4 we married I found out that he lived in the same house as his ex and 2 young sons, I should have run I guess but he explained it was his house and he lived in a seperate part and they were finished.I married anyway, thought it was just a cuban complication etc. I went 5 times to cuba in the end, and he came to the uk in 2008, then the problems began.
On the second day he accused me of not loving him and he left his children 4 me! He became very arrogant and started to complain about absolutely everything, nothing was good enough! He accused me of not preparing for his arrival, as he could'nt get a job as his english was terrible.
We had decided b4 we married to live in Spain where my sister lives.
I packed up my rented house, sold my belongings to help support him, paid 4 his Schengen visa and the rest!, booked the tickets, this all took 2 months. He was so rude to me, I was shocked! He would even wake me up at 4am for sex as he would watch telly all night, and after he would wash his p... and go back and watch more telly. He kept ordering me around like a slave, complaining if something was even slightly untidy (he wouldn't do any housework whatsoever and said he was a machoista and in his house it wasn't his problem to wash up or do anything) he wouldn't even go to the supermarket but still complained bout every single thing I cooked (I'm a good cook)
I was sooo stressed out and nearly sent him back but thought I do give it one more shot in Spain.
I was suspicious as an Italian friend had given him a cashpoint card and put cash in for him all of which he spent on mobile calls, fags and once gave me my train fare.
My money was running out, he told me to get my aunt to give us some cash and to tell her if she didn't he would go to Italy!!!without me! He had a job offer in Mallorca and I said he could go without me and I would join him in a month or so. Anyway we ended up having a terribe raw one evening and I told him what I thought about his behaviour. It got really nasty and he slapped me and me to him, and then he punched my face. I tried to sort it out the next day, but he had already packed and said he was gonna divorce me. I told him not to re-enter the UK if he did leave, to get his full permission to be out of Cuba from the embassy he then said ok well have a month break then.
Then the penny dropped.
I woke up on the sofa the next day to find he had gone. He text me saying he was in the local park all night but he wasn't and when I called his phone it was an international ring tone! What a nitemare! As far as I know he is back in Cuba as I received a text 3 months later asking me to stop sending him abusive texts from his old cuban phone!! I guess his scengan ran out then and his big plans backfired, and he never did love me, he loved the idea of an easy life, he thought he was walking into Buckingham palace, he was a completely different man to the one I met in cuba who I thought would treat me well,- mandalo al carajo!!!!!!ps I would have been happy to live in cuba.