It just so happens that the start of my second week in Cuba corresponds with the worst night sleep for the entire trip so far. Yeah, self-inflicted no sympathy you may say, but if you ever taken a good look at me, you know I need all the beauty sleep I can get.
In a first for me, my bed sheets were too narrow for the bed, so when you rolled over, you’d scrunch the sheets up and lie directly on the thick plastic mattress cover and then start sweating your box off. You wake up, fight the sheets back into some kind of coverage and try and nod off again.
With the rest of the group setting off on the 4 hour round trip hike to Castro’s
Sierra Maestra mountains HQ and with no water available to shower with, I wandered around the local village near Villa Islazul Santo Domingo with camera in hand. I also to the time to watch 368 Ways To Kill Castro, which reportedly was the amount of known attempts on his life.
The crew got back around 12:45, grabbed a ham & cheese roll and then lined up to be ferried back to our bus waiting about 20 minutes away.
From there it was a 4-hour bus ride into Camagüe and the Melia Hotel Colon, our accommodations for the night. Dinner was held in a local square at the
Restaurante 1800 which is known for it buffet selection.
