Our last morning in Havana was our first evening in Varadero.
We learned that Cuba pumps oil on the sea shore, that good food isn't restricted to Santa Clara and Havana, and that we both looked forward to, and dreaded, the impending end of our journey.
Click here for Day 8: A hovel in the lap of luxury.
Our third full day in Havana was also our last; in the morning, we ship out to the beaches of Varadero.
But today? Today we returned to Habana vieja, riding instead of walking, visiting old forts, old streets and old cars.
Click here for Day 7: Cocotaxi, Habana Vieja & a '56 Ford Fairlane, and don't forget to play the video!
My Cuban diary continues, with our second full day in Havana.
As with the first, we walked, and we walked and we walked. No soldiers this time, but a shuttered Capitolio, the Old City, really scary street-food and Chinatown (yes, Chinatown!).
Click here for Day 6: Stormy weather on the Malecón.
My Cuban diary continues, with a report from our first full day in Havana.
Walking, walking, walking, we encountered smog and soldiers and monuments galore. And also, found ourselves back that the Viazul station, almost by accident.
Click here for Day 5: Schlepping in Havana (less politics, more pictures!).
January 6, 2016, OTTAWA — Life and work have got in the way of things. But here at last is the fifth entry (for the fourth day) of my Cuba diary.
The travellers come to Havana at last (and buy a pair of shorts)!
Click here for Day 4: Shopping in Havana.
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