Day 5 - Cuba

The alarm was set for 6 am with plans to have a shower, however the water was cold so that didn't happen. At breakfast I had no appetite whatsoever. The dog outside got most of my meat and cheese bun but I did get some peppermint tea in me.

At 8, we were picked up in huge, old Russian camouflaged jeeps and headed out on some rough paved roads.

After about half an hour, we disembarked and set out with a knowledgeable local guide.

It was quite cool in the mountains and I was glad I brought my wind jacket for extra warmth. Part way along I recalled that my capris were actually pants that folded up so I took advantage of that - duh!

The first part of the trail was quite easy and we stopped frequently for our guide to explain the uses of the various plants we passed. Then the trail began to change and walking single file was necessary. 

It also became more rocky and we descended. We stopped at a few picturesque spots including some lovely little waterfalls.

We had been told to bring our swim suit and towel as there was a lovely swimming hole with a waterfall in the background. The morning had been sufficiently cool enough that I knew that wasn't going to happen! In the middle of "nowhere" there was a bar where we could order drinks, with and without alcohol. All I could think of by that point was how much better I would feel if I could get rid of what was churning in my stomach. So I went off on my own and that's what happened.

I did feel better and so we carried on the interesting jungle path.

Our destination was a restaurant at the end of the trail where we were served a delicious lunch. Unfortunately I still had no appetite for the wonderful organic, tender chicken along with many other dishes.

After dinner, we got back in the jeeps and went to meet our bus. Along that road we stopped at a fruit/coffee stand by the side of the road and many of the group made purchases. I was feeling sick again and did my 'thing' away from the group.

After the high energy activity of the morning, the rest of the day was mostly spent sitting in the bus as we headed home. The bumpy ride did nothing for my stomach.

We stopped in Santa Clara for visit to the Che Guevara museum and memorial. The Cubans sure do love that man!

It was late when we arrived back at our Havana hotel, and the trip wasn't made better by the bus driver forgetting our stop. I had a shower and hit the bed, getting up to do this entry before I forget. I hope this is over by morning!