During our trip, we had a great time, learned a ton about a wide ranges of cultures, saw every climate (besides tundra) we could imagine, and experienced new sights, smells, colors, textures, languages, smiles, and facial hair styles. From all…
Sweet Home, Chicago!
After an early wakeup to be sure we have breakfast before our car to the airport arrives, we end up being ready earlier than expected, and spend the next half hour pacing nervously, hoping our car arrives on time. Fortunately,…
Final Day/Night in Cuba: We put the vacation in vacation!
After the alarm jolted us from our slumber, we look for Grant’s backpack and realize… OMG, we left it at the museum! We had to check it at the door at the Museo de Belles Artes Cubanos, and were so tired…
The only cure for info overload is more museums!
We again started the day with breakfast on the rooftop patio. This time around we’re a little bit later to dine than usual and it’s a full house. On the upside, we were lucky enough to share a table with two very…
“New” Havana means “Less Old” Havana
Day Two in Havana started out with yet another three story hike to breakfast (we were really loving the patio, but hating the stairs!). Because the Casa was on the larger side, breakfast was full up and we ended up sharing…
Habana…Havana… Where were we, exactly?
Our last morning in Viñales was an early one, as our Casa host was quick to remind us that we had to be at the bus station at 9am sharp for our 9:30 Viazul bus to Havana. Determined to heed…
Dia de los Animales: Horses is Good, and Caving Dogs
We woke up to another huge Cuban breakfast, prepared in front of us by our hostess. Grant ended up having to eat not one, but two eggs fritatas on top of the usual fare of fruit and breads&spreads, because she…
Enter Vinales, land of the Mogotes
Our last day in Trinadad started with yet another rooftop breakfast, though only Manuelito made a brief appearance. We also had a bit of a rush through breakfast as we were told our car would be ready at 9:30. However,…
ZOMG Scuba!
After a solid night’s rest, we took our time waking up and heading up to the terrace for a repeat of yesterday’s breakfast. Unfortunately, there was no reptile telenovela thanks to the laundry drying and swaying in the breeze. Fortunately,…
Tope Collante and Lizard Love
Our first morning in Cuba had a strong of a start as any: full breakfast up on the top terrace. We enjoyed the view over the neighboring rooftops, filled our bellies with warm bread, fresh eggs, strong coffee, and fruit…