Club Amigo Faro Luna Cienfuegos

... other could watch the bags. The woman next to us there with her family nodded at us "yes, it's very dangerous". She had a bit of a chat with Rach in the water too which was nice. Meanwhile I was standing around with my Cubano leech trying my best to dissuade him from persisting in his quest to befriend us. I gotta hand it to him, he handles rejection well! <br><br>It was just awkward though as he was standing there watching us ...

... zu geben. <br><br>Cienfuegos liegt an d** Suedkueste Kubas an ein** riesigen Naturbucht. Wir kommen schliesslich an d** aeuss**sten Landzunge, Punta Gorda, wied** in einem Privathaus bei Cosita unt**. Am naechsten Morgen **kunden wir **st einmal die Spitze dies** Landzunge und suchen in d** Hitze nach einem schattigen Platz an einem winzigen Strand. Cienfuegos ist nicht so klein und ruhig wie Viñales ab** hat doch seinen eigenen Charme. Pf**detaxis w ...

... station with lawyers, justice of the peace etc getting involved. I think I would have blown a fuse. He is a pretty savvy traveller and I'm sure he will have some stories to tell later on. I leave for Trinidad at 11AM tomorrow. I tried to get internet access but first the electricity was out, then they said manana for a reason I could not understand, then I spent $5.00 just trying to sign on so I smile and am learning the way of life with a grain of salt. I ...

... and we were on our way in a fast air con mini bus with our multi-national group, 6 nationalities from 9 peeps. The minibus driver even took us to a casa that seems great and after a bit of bargaining, we´re staying at Tito y Vicky hostal. Posh 1 this, it has a toilet seat although no paper! (for some strange reason a lot of toilets in Cuba don´t have toilet seats). Air con is good too which is just as well as Trinidad seems quite a bit hotter than ...

... black Plymouth.<br> <br>Alas, the chances of that happening were about as high as an army of crabs crossing the road back to Trinidad casualty-free, and we completed the last leg of our journey to Havana in the familiar practicality of the Hyundai.<br> <br>We had chosen to spend our last nights in Havana in a slightly different part of town than on arrival and, though we had some difficulty with road works and one-way ...

... him trying to practice our Spanish and although he speaks no English he was so helpful by speaking clearly and slowly that we managed to get on together perfectly. Accommodation notes Casa do Hospedaje - Hostal Colonial Contact: Sr. Antonio Acosta Castro Maceo # 9 (Altos) e/ Independencia y Cespedes. Santa Clara, 50100 Villa Clara, Cuba. Tel: 222630 Air conditioned rooms with private bathrooms (and fridge). $25 CUC per night per room / $3 breakfast / $8 dinner

... with Fidel... look Sarah... that´s the butt of the cigar he smoked when he was the Finance Minister back in ´65.... Cool!! Then we were let through to the Memorial..... where the remains of Che along with 13 other chaps are housed/buried, here the eternal flame burns for him, lit by Mr. Fidel in 1997. We then ate dinner in the Casa and we got lashings of food, a gorgeous bean soup, along with salad, then we got pork ...

... into the town it dawned on me that in fact I had no accommodation and it was already 3pm and stinking hot. Trust me, the last thing you want to do is wander around with a huge backpack in the middle of a 38 degree day. Even worse, as we neared the bus station we were transformed into superstars - people coming from all around, waving and yelling at us! That's right, they had accommodation to offer and competition was fierce. Me? Panic button. I had ...

... a Swedish girl who I met in Guatemala and the other was a Cuban guy who I had met in Havana. They had met and hooked up in Havana - such co-incidence! It was fabulous meeting up with them though - they were traveling with another Spanish guy and we spent the afternoon at the Carnaval drinking beer with all the Cubans until the storm of all storms exploded upon us - tropical rain is insane!! In about an hour the streets had about 20 - 30cm of water rushing along ...

After a few days we bussed to Cienfuegos into the clutches of the accommodation Mafia again. Pedro, alerted by Therese, was lying in wait armed with an accurate physical description for identifying us and a sign to catch our attention. Cienfuegos is, again, a colonial town (although quite a bit of it is falling down) augmented with an unlovely pedestrian mall and ringed by a giant shipyard, the bulk of Cuba's shrimp fishing fleet, a nitrogen fertilizer ...