I told the Casa hosts I needed to get up at 8am .. so sure as rain .. at 8 there was a knock on the door, the door opened and the light turned on .. some sort of revenge for me waking them up perhaps? (for the record they didnt seem upset at all when I rolled in late .. they just smiled and suggested I was having a `fiesta, cervesa, bailar.. `)
Got the bus to Cienfuegos, met a Aussie guy from Canberra who is a musician and worked at RMIT in Melbourne, had a good chat to him during the 4 and a bit hour trip.
Ended up splitting a Casa Particular with a Scottish bloke (also met on the bus).
Lots of 50s style architecture here .. houses, shops, gas stations .. really interesting.
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