Woke up, had breakfast at the hotel. Standard, eggs and bacon with bread and butter. We walked around Havana for a bit, exchanged some currency at the International Bank, after the regular bank apologized and said they couldn't take the new U.S. $100 bills. Again, everywhere is very business uniforms & all ladies in skirts. We are approached again several times for money, etc. and decide we're good on Havana for the time being and find a travel info kiosk, who guides us on the best way to get to Vinales.
The
waiter from breakfast takes us to the bus station and we get in line
for a ticket. The lady behind the desk with a full-on mustache tells
us to sit and wait when we tell her where we're going. We wait about
½ hour while she helps countless other people and finally get back
in line and she sells us tickets then. Guess you gotta go through
twice. HAHA!
We
stop and drop some people off, and evidently the bus picks us
hitchhikers along the way as well. I think they can ride as far as
they want too. Weird. We had read that Cuba encourages and tries to
assist hitchhiking, but seeing it in action was unique. We drive
through a National Park with beautiful bluff-like mountains, palm
trees and farmland.
We
arrive in Vinales and are immediately bombarded by locals wanting us
to stay with them. Rachel gets approached by an adamant woman named
Tamara and we agree to pay $15 a night for a room with her, including
breakfast and dinner. The house is painted blue with 4 rocking chairs
on the front porch. Well kept lawn with beautiful landscaping.
Inside,
it is a common room with a bedroom on either side for guests, a
dining room toward the back, and a kitchen in the back. Our room is
all blue with blue curtains and shiny blue bedding. We fill out the
paperwork and also pay her to go horseback riding and hiking with a
guide tomorrow.
A
nice man sitting on the porch said it was ok to go down, so we stood
next to a lake and a cow and watched a gorgeous sunset go down behind
the mountains and palm trees.
Went
back and got dinner. Wow! Best meal yet! Fresh fish, don't remember
what she called it, but it was a moist, tender whitefish with a
reddish skin cooked perfectly. Homemade rice, black beans, plantain
chips, and fresh pineapple & cantaloupe. Never had a better
cantaloupe and the plantain chips were amazing! Everything was great,
but I couldn't stop devouring the fish, it was perfect.
After
dinner, we had a beer, smoked a cigar and walked into a bar area to
seek out live music. We found a great place where a Cuban band played
Cuban songs and a couple of people were salsa dancing. Rachel and I
both agreed that this was exactly what we wanted and needed and were
so glad we made the choice to seek this place out. Walked back home
after a couple of beers and several songs and went to bed. Long day
ahead.
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For photos from this trip click here.
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