Hotel Ancon Trinidad

... place to visit, but I always compare them to home, and even though it was ok, it was mega salty and it felt like I was swimming in brine !!!

After we finished, we showered, had a quick beer as the local bar did not make Mojitos !!! My addiction was hitting me, I could see bugs crawling, so after a dinner that was to die for in our casa, we walkd the streets until we found the Casa de la Musica. The barman at the local had said it was a great place, so we went ...

... who were doing a longer ride stopped as well and some of the locals got some instruments out, to which several tourists danced incredibly well! Nath was even recruited to shake some maracas. On the way back we were joined by one of the local farmers on his horse and its young foal, which was so cute! After the ride we did another lap of the town, this time checking out the quaint yellow bell-tower of the former ...

... in English reasonably well. I needed a little help to dial the Habana number and the international codes to wish my Mom a happy belated birthday. Everything went smoothly including the call to my casa in Habana where they don't speak a word of English. Hola ....habla Julita por favor? Es Alan. Yo regresso a la habana por dos noces le 21-22 ...es bien? I know it's wrong but it worked. Hasta Luego Julito ..muchas gracias. What a sweetheart she is. I am all set .... screw ...

... on the terrace by Julio's wife asking me whether I want lobster or shrimp for supper. I'll take the shrimp ... gracias. Grilled or in sauce? Grilled ...gracias. Nobody has any food in the stores but everyone is cooking. I think that maybe because I am in a small fishing community that there are things available that are not on the shelves. That seems to be the case everywhere. When I was in Vinales and going through the fields of crops with Armando, I asked him if the crops ...

... I did in Port-of-Spain. There's too much here to see and do. Problem is, without the Net I hardly know where to go or what to do next, much less be able to book a room in advance. When I go to a new country every week, I can hardly plan them all out in advance and to minute detail. I can't carry seven guide books. So I work in real time, but without the Net I'm reduced to intuition, and that's dangerous in high season in the Caribbean. I ...

... Het is wederom een stralende dag dus een beetje hetzelfde recept als gisteren. 's-Avonds wederom heerlijk gegeten in de casa en tesamen met een italiaan (die ook in de casa verblijft) nog wat gaan drinken in de Casa de la Trova. Hier treden bandjes op die salsamuziek spelen en kan er ook worden gedanst. Prachtig om te zien hoe de cubanen (van jong tot oud) het dansen in hun bloed hebben zitten en dansen alsof hun leven ervan afhangt. Morgenochtend richting Cama

... d expected but I definitely wasn't expecting the eyesore that was Hotel Ancon jutting out like a giant orange steamship. We found a small spot on the beach in the shade of a palm tree to plan our towels and the few other things we brought along with us. There wasn't much sunshine around as thunderclouds rolled by, but fortunately there was no rain. The water was gorgeously warm!! We walked along the beach thinking we'd stop at the various hotesl to ask what their room ...

... so nice!! We had a good laugh with them, despite our limited Spanish, and I think they liked us staying there for a while! Orlando the old guy, got drunk on rum one night and was shouting at the TV in support of a speech Rauol was giving.. and he was trying to tell us how great the Castro regime was. His wife Esther kept telling him to shut up. It was so funny! We also got them to cook us lobsters one ...

... barrier, it struck us as a bit pushy. In fact, most of Trinidad struck us that way. There were touts everywhere trying to get us to eat at their unofficial paladares and stay at their casas...it´s pretty clear that tourism is THE industry in town. For dinner we went to a place listed in our guidebook, Sol y Son (now just called Sol). Everyone from our bus was there. In fact, Kara and Leigh showed up! It turns out that the place is listed ...

... our German management consultant, Lars - now if he could not get it all sorted out nobody could. I got my towel on a very willing pony - well it had to be a good'n to cope with my weight - and with the others looking after Gill to make sure she was not swept from the saddle by a low hanging branch - my pony and I were allowed to canter off ahead and I had a ball. Even got into a real horse race with an Italian who was riding on his ...