The Best Cigars From Latin America/My Experience As An International Smuggler

 

Now for something a bit different.

 

Not many people know this about me, but I used to work as a cigar salesman.

 

Well, I was actually more of an 'exporter.' It was my job to find a way to ship Cuban cigars to the United States from Canada without them getting seized by customs.

 

I must say, I was very good at it. One year and thousands of shipments. Nothing ever got caught.

 

More on that later.

 

Through my experience, I was able to learn a thing or two about cigars and lucky enough to try a multitude of varieties from different countries.

 

Here are some of my favourites.

 

 

The Best Cigars From Latin America

 

 

5) Macanudo Maduro (Dominican Republic)

 

The Macanudo Maduro marked my introduction to the world of cigars. It remains one of my favourites. It's mild, smooth and flavourful. Perfect for first timers. The best way to describe it would be 'chocolatey' - it has a remarkably sweet taste. Whenever someone asks what the best cigar is for newbies, I invariably recommend this one.

 

 

4) Padron 1926 Series (Nicaragua)

 

Not for the faint of heart. The Padron 1926 series - as well as all Padrons - are strong as fuck. The high nicotine content is likely to give you a head rush if you're not a regular cigar or cigarette smoker. That being said, the flavour is incredible. Think 'peppery coffee.' Great draw and consistent burn. Work your way up to this one.

 

 

3) Rocky Patel Vintage 1990 Churchill Maduro (Honduras)

 

Fun Fact: Rocky Patel was a Hollywood attorney who decided to start a cigar company. In other words, I was skeptical about these. An Indian lawyer narcissistic enough to name a cigar brand after himself didn't exactly inspire confidence that these cigars would be of any quality. But I was pleasantly surprised. A sweet, creamy finish with an excellent draw. Medium body. If you're new to cigars, try this one before the Padron and after the Macanudo.

 

 

2) Bolivar Royal Corona (Cuba)

 

Now we get into the famous Cuban cigars. Are they really as good as everyone says? Yes and no. Many are overrated (*cough* Cohiba). This, however, is not. The Bolivar Royal Corona is truly fantastic. Flavourful but smooth, nice open draw. Earthy tones. For the intermediate smoker - beginners may find it a tad strong.

 

 

1) Partagas D4 (Cuba)

 

The Partagas D4 is my favourite cigar. Not too strong and full of flavour. Hints of cedar and citrus, with an earthy and natural flavour. A bit drier than the aforementioned cigars. This is the only cigar on the list I would recommend to everyone, from amateurs to seasoned veterans.

Can confirm that it's perfect for a cold Canadian winter night.

 

 

A few notes about the 'business'

 

So, turns out it's remarkably easy to ship Cuban cigars undetected to the United States.

 

Who knew, right?

 

Here's how we did it.

 

First off, yes we had a storefront and yes we had a license to sell tobacco, even though we weren't selling to locals and virtually all of the business was conducted online or through the phone. Without these things we would have been taking a considerable risk (fines and/or prison).

 

We got our American clients through two channels: the first was word of mouth and repeat business thanks to the client list the dude I was working for had built up over the years. The second was through our 'company' website.

 

In addition to Cuban cigars, on our online store we advertised other shit. Giftware, lighters, chess sets etc. We didn't actually have any of this stuff but it was a good way to offer international shipping without raising too many eyebrows.

 

I'd SEO the site with long, high quality blog posts that targeted southern states, where most of the buyers seemed to come from (ex. "Where to Buy Cuban Cigars in Albuquerque"). Even if the local authorities discovered our site and posts there wasn't much they could do because we were located in Canada.

 

Thing is, we didn't actually take orders through our website. We took 'inquiries.' If a customer decided to purchase from us, they would call and give us their credit card information over the phone, which we would then enter into the website ourselves. This was for their protection (no paper trail). Some clever Japanese part-time accountant took care of this aspect of the business.

 

I'd ship the cigars to the address the same day. I'd use a P.O box number that was hard to trace back to the business as our address, and use a fake name. I'd label the box as 'giftware' and write any old item down on the contents that more or less corresponded with the weight of the box (men's tie, sunglasses, cell phone case, etc). Finally, I'd walk down the street to the post office and send it off.

 

That easy.

 

This shipping method accomplished a few things: the fake name and PO box meant that it would be difficult for customs to figure out who we were (not that it really mattered because we were technically operating within the confines of Canadian law), and by labelling the box as 'giftware,' the client could claim he never ordered the package if it was seized and he was questioned.

 

Because there was no paper record of any transaction, this would be plausible.

 

If a package happened to be seized, American authorities couldn't touch us because we were in Canada, and they couldn't touch the American who was receiving an 'unsolicited' gift.

 

Not that this was ever an issue.

 

Everything got through unchecked.

 

Luckily for us, dogs don't appear to be trained to sniff for Cuban cigars.

 

And that's about all there was to it!

 

Despite the fact that the guy I was working for was an enormous coke fiend, the year I spent working this job was one of the best of my life. There was no shortage of degeneracy both on the job and off of it. 

 

I'll write about it one day.

 

I also learned a few things about business and earned some pretty good money.

 

Come to think of it, in many ways that job set me on the trajectory of working for myself full-time and living in Latin America.

 

And for that I'll always be grateful.

 

Until next time,

Vance.