Villa Horizontes Soroa
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Today we journeyed to the mountains of Cuba, about 2 hours out of Cuba, we found ourselves in the wilderness rainforest... Amongst it all was a botanical garden... A walk to the summit saw amazing views over the Cuban landscape... Our journey was in a 1951 Chevy... Not the most intact Chevy ...
... a guy and asked for Cayo Jutias… he talked a lot, but in the end: continue was all we needed to know. We came through a little non-tourist town and finally in Santa Lucia there was the turn towards the island.
The causeway to the island:
According to the guide book there is a toll booth and you need a passport – even our landlords, ...
... other overcome the hardships of sleeping in huts with thatched roofs, of living without electricity and of living without local schools or medical services.
First, stop briefly at the Clinica Las Terrazas† to learn how medical services are handled in rural Cuba. Locals visit this small, multi-purpose center for medical advice, often non-traditional and homeopathic, and referrals to larger ...
... for Canadians and Europeans—and greeted us in a matter-of-fact way.
By 2 p.m. we reached the Villa Jose Otano, 57 km down the road in the village of Playa La Mulata. A lady went through the opening routine that became very familiar over the next month—she showed us the room and told us the price when we asked ($25 CUC, Cuban Convertible Pesos equal to the US dollar); asked if we wanted to have dinner there (yes, where else could we eat?); ...
... vehicles more than 55 years old, as well as from industrial plants. Hot, oily, dirty air. I was thinking it wasn’t ideal cycling, but Dan’s enthusiasm didn’t wane. It wasn’t until around the 60 km mark that I noticed his ebullience decreasing. We were both hot and getting dehydrated; it was mid-afternoon and we’d been on the road since 8:00 a.m. At 70 km, he said “this is a bit much” and lay on his back by the side of the road, heedless ...