Islazul Costa Morena
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... better housed than the living!! LOL!
Make sure you take sunglasses as there is very little shade and the sun reflecting from the white statues can sometimes act as an eye sore. The main highlight of this site is the changing of the guards at the tome of Jose Marti every half an hour. Do not miss this.
We were absolutely knackered at this moment and cried for some dinner. All we needed was a good mojito to surrender to. Sunset ...
After a lovely breakfast at Villa Roma with Niurkis and Gianni, i started exploring, walked past open houses, children playing in the streets, the feel here is more of Jamaica than America Latina. Not only because the skin colour here is quite dark but also the lifestyle, being out in the street and peoples expressions. The architecture is very mixed, my Casa is the old French colony quarter of Tivoli which has relatively modest houses. ...
... Cuba. Then to finish of the day, some dinner and Cuban music and dancing (watching, not doing) at Hotel Taberna. It kind of a tourist trap, but the music is Buena Vista style and it was really good. We were told to go that night because one of the guys performing is really old and only performs once a month. He was as black as night, dressed completely in white and he could still belt out a tune. Overall a good way to finish off my first real day in Havana. So on a 6am flight we ...
... was born.
Does it really work? In 1957Lina Ruz left a small guerilla figure at the feet of the virgin to pray for the safety of her 2 sons: Fidel and Raul Castro. So was it fate or the El Cobre spirit: both are still alive and going today.
Big Town Santiago
So we drive into the big town, there is a sign left 'Centro ciudad’… so we turn, but it looks like ...
... Peso without really knowing how much we would need.
As soon as we exited the port authority gates we were swarmed by a hoard of taxi drivers, tri-shaw drivers, and classic car drivers. We thought it would be nice to take a gentle stroll to the main square and take in the atmosphere but at every turn there was someone trying to sell you a ride which was beginning to get rather tiresome.
As we crossed the busy road, pony and traps whizzed by, these being the usual ...