Pinar by Day
Trip Start Mar 01, 2006
551Trip End Dec 01, 2007
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During breakfast I dropped the small pot of jam on the floor. Can't tell you how bloody bad I was feeling, as I thought that the people serving me might have difficulties putting the same thing in their plate.
After freeing the room, I went out to visit the town. As a department capital, the town was quite big and not easy to cover by foot. I had been given a contact at the university by Gertrudis, the Argentine psychologist in La Paz... but it was a sunday, so I did not even bother going to the university that time.
I wandered in town, some old colonial buildings were in a bad state, most buildings were from a the beggining of the century and ok, with no charm in their architecture. But the Cuban specialty was there of course: bright colors painted over and over, making for incredible walls and doors.
I observed a bit of the sunday life, took a few pictures as I was walking, did not really meet anybody to talk to.
I decided I should move on, and took the time to sort out transportation: checking out the buses. Not interesting. Then the official taxis; too expensive. Then the unnoficial taxis... better, but in fact they were... official taxis! I waited for other tourists to show up, but I had been in all the "hot spots" the night before and had not seen any. And no Cubans around wishing to go to Vinales either. Eventually I took one of these taxis, and a lady drove me to Vinales.