We woke up in 18th century Havana. I had no clue what I booked us into, but it seems that you get what you pay for, or so I thought that morning. Hotel Santa Isabel was built in the 18th century as a private house and was turned into a hotel in the 19th century. It is...
In the morning we left to Santiago de Cuba. The road became narrow, with horse carriages, bicycles and the occasional truck that made driving more challenging, so it took five full hours to reach our destination including a half hour stop in Bayamo, a beautiful town,...
Right after we started we stopped at the nearby gas station to fill the tank and it was strange that I was asked to present my passport to buy gas. We discovered that the back tire was flat. It took 20 minutes and two government employees, one specializing in changing...
The first impression of Trinidad is color. Narrow streets paved with stones, one story houses with iron barred windows, painted in pastel colors and crowds of people and horse carts. We had booked over the internet at Hostal Rocaverde, a casa particular on Simon...
We woke up at 6am without the alarm because of the jet lag. The breakfast lounge was crowded with French and Americans, the personnel indifferent to our presence and the buffet, full but uninspiring. The plan was to drive to Trinidad with a stop in Cienfuegos. With...
It took 45 long minutes, after an 11 hour flight to see our luggage coming out at the end of the belt. But contrary to what I had read on the internet, the customs and immigration clearance in Havana international terminal was quick and smooth. The previous week we...