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Travel Blogs from Xcalak
... and has a pirate as part of its logo – hey, what’s not to like there?) while a wild peacock sauntered on by.
After lunch I went out on an adventure, walking along the Malecon, or Havana’s long stretch of seawall, and allowing the magical incantation of “Si” to lead me into the backseat of a bicycle taxi (Havana’s answer to the tuk tuk), driven by a sweet young guy who first took me to some artist studios with a Sunday afternoon dance ...
... they were. It had also become quite dark by this time, and although motor vehicles had headlights, the same could not be said for the other road users, horse and carts, bicycles, etc.
This also gave us the opportunity to look at the small villages we passed on the way. I noticed that by looking into the windows of the houses as we passed in the bus, certain conclusions could be drawn:
- the Cuban people had few possessions, and there was no clutter inside ...
... through. With a set menu for the equivalent of $12, we had a wonderful meal, then an elderly gentleman sat down with his guitar and played many popular tunes (that we old-timers recognised) , as well as the local 'son' style Cuban music. The gentleman also sang some of his own compositions, which were translated by our tour guide. It was a lovely evening, and of course, the highlight was the music, as usual.
... the earth pin on my US electrical adaptor. We stopped on the terrace of Hotel Inglaterra for a quick coffee before returning to the hotel for our next activity - salsa dancing. By the time we reached the hotel, hot and bothered, we decided that we would participate in salsa dancing the next time it is offered and instead head down the road for a crystal beer! We returned to the hotel in time to meet our tour group and walk down to ...
... in the morning sky. There is something about meandering through mangroves in the early morning light, at a speed too fast to get feasted on by mosquitoes, that stamps an everlasting image in my mental rolodex.
Turns out, our captain loves Xcalak and has a few friends there. One who served as our "taxi driver", think adorable old man who was eating his breakfast in a beat up old plastic chair in front of his house. He was ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking