Travel Blog for Fredrik and Gunnhild

We had a late breakfast and decided to spend a day on the beach. We ended up at Playa Ancon, which is in the hotel area, but there were hardly any people on the beach. We did some snorkeling but there was not much to see, and we also had a bit of clouds. But it was nice with a relaxing day, where we were served pizza for 1 USD. We were also offered fresh lobster for 7 USD from the son of a fisherman that was out fishing, but we decided to go to the great paladar from last night instead.

After a shower and a drink at the casa we went out to eat. We had a little trouble finding the place, so we agreed to look at few other paladares that people offered on the street before we were offered the right one. It was obvious that it was popular, because the didn’t have any tables left when we got there, but they managed to squeeze a spare table in in the back yard. While waiting we had a drink and suddenly noticed that Peter was there as well. After yet another amazing dinner he joined us to Casa de la Musica where we sat in the stairs watching the salsa dancers. At midnight we celebrated Ute’s birthday. Fredrik tried to by her a fancy drink, but the best they could offer was a straw. We still had a great evening and got to bed quite late.

We woke up early because of the neighbor’s rooster. Even though we loved our hosts and the backyard we decided to move to a different casa where they had availability for more days. Mirella e Ivan was only a block away so we we still went back to El Chef for laundry. The three of us had the were the only guests and had the whole second floor including a nice terrace to our selves. After checking in we drove 4 km to Casilda to get our spare tire fixed, but the mechanic was at lunch so we had to come back later. We went for a city sightseeing with Ute for a few hours, walked around Plaza Mayor, visited a small museum and climbed the bell tower for nice views of Trinidad. Later we went back to Casilda and got the tire fixed, and then we parked the car for the day and had a few Cuba Libre on our terrace (2 USD for 1/2 bottle of white rum!).

In the evening we found a really nice Paladar named La Ceiba where we had soup, amazing shrimps, fruit, desert and Cuban wine for almost nothing. We started talking to Peter from Germany who was sitting next to us alone. He was bicycling around on Cuba on his own. We spent the evening at Casa de la Musica, where a live band was playing in the middle of the huge stairs and both locals and tourists were dancing salsa. The stairs were full of people watching and/or drinking.

We had a big breakfast by the pool before we walked to the city center of Cardenas, where we had a guided tour of the main sights. There were hardly any cars in the city, even the local buses were horse carriages, and we took one of these back to the casa.

Angelo told us that it should be possible to reach Trinidad in two hours if we skipped Santa Clara which was the original plan. After a long and confusing drive through the citrus plantations we finally reached the autopista after 3 hours. The locals guided us in all different directions, probably based on the quality of the roads. When we left the autopista and turned towards Trinidad we picked up a hitchhiker going to Cienfuegos. Just after Cienfuegos we stopped for a new hitchhiker who wanted to bring his whole family in our small car. We said only one, and he came with us to Trinidad. On the way there we had a flat tire, but Fredrik and the hitchhiker fixed it in a few minutes.

Five hours after we started from Cardenas we finally arrived in Trinidad just when it was getting dark. We had quite a bit of trouble finding a casa, since everything was full. But at El Chef they had one room for us and Ute got to stay in a private bed downstairs. Again we had a fantastic dinner at the casa, this time with Cuban red wine from Soroa.

When leaving Pinar del Rio we had a short stop at José’s place. The reason for this was that the people on the tobacco plantation had clothes full of holes, and Daniel had agreed to bring them a few t-shirts and other presents from us. As we got there we played the salsa cd on high volume, and José wouldn’t let us leave without buying us coffee.

After 2,5 hours we arrived in Havana to pick up Ute, the German girl we met a few days ago. We drove to Matanzas, where we had lunch at a bad restaurant and decided to go further to Cardenas. There we found a fantastic casa particular with a swimming pool, jacuzzi and the most charming and helpful host Angelo. We had an amazing dinner there with fruit, soup, fresh lobster and cake for only 10 CUC/USD. We also got Spanish red wine and good mojitos. After a long day of driving we decided to take it slow and relax at the casa.

In the morning we drove to the Viñales valley, famous for it’s beautiful landscape with mogotes and caves. We stopped at an information center / view point just before we entered the valley. From there we drove to Mural de la Prehistoria, a big painting on the wall of a mogote. We continued to Cueva del Indio, a large cave where we walked for 200 meters before taking a boat ride on the underground river San Vicente.

In Cueva de José Miguel we had a local drink which they tried to convince us to have with rum even if we were driving. We walked into the museum through the cave which was used as shelter for runaway slaves (cimarrones) and today shows how they lived. At the other side we were welcomed with an African dance by the restaurant which is built around the santeria religion. We were transported back to the car in a horse carriage.

On our way back to Pinar del Rio, we stopped for lunch at a restaurant a bit above the information center. We had a really good and very cheap omelet that was not on the menu, and enjoyed the view of the valley from their spectacular terrace.

Back in Pinar del Rio we went straight to José’s restaurant to pick up him and Daniel. We arrived a bit early and José took us to a local coffee place where he bought us coffee and iguana juice. When Daniel arrived we drove to a tobacco plantation, and to get there we had to drive over fields and pass ox wagons on tiny dirt roads. First we visited a private house where they rolled us a cigar each. These were made of left-over leaves which was not completely fermented, but they still tasted great. Then we were showed around a casa del tobacco where the leaves were dried and prepared before being sorted by quality and sent to the factory.

After a little mojito break at our casa particular we went to meet José and Daniel again. This time we had to wait for José because he was out getting us a salsa cd for the car. He was tired after bicycling, so we took a bici-taxi to the paladar where we had dinner. The waitress was borrowing our Spanish-English dictionary and was taking notes, so we decided to give it to her before we left.

We spent the rest of the evening with José and Daniel in a very local bar, drinking rum from Viñales, smoking cigars and listening to European music from our cell phones. After a while we had to close all doors and windows because the government was spraying the entire city with insect repellant. A lot of locals came by the bar, and a young girl and her father sang a beautiful duet for us. When it was time to go home, José insisted on paying the bill.

We picked up our car at 1100 a bit delayed because no one was at the car rental desk. After studying the map briefly we decided it was time to go! All guides and taxi drivers that we talked to was saying that we would have trouble getting out of Havana without help, but in spite of construction work we found the autopista at first try!

The autopista is something for it self, 6 lanes with hardly any cars, but plenty of horse carriages, bicyclists, hitchhikers, domestic animals crossing and potholes everywhere.

Gunnhild held track of the side roads so we would not miss the exit for Las Terrazas, witch was a tiny crossing with no signs at all.

Las Terrazas is a community built for the farmers by the government in 1968 and are surrounded by pine trees. On the way through Soroa to the autopista we drove trough a landslide which had taken all the road, but we managed to get past even with our small Hyundai.

On our way into Pinar Del Rio a bicyclist stop us and asked if he should guide us to the city center. He led us to an English speaking friend and they showed us a great Paladar where we had lunch. for a couple beers they also help us find a Casa Particular (Guesthouse) which was good since the entire city was fully booked. In the evening we walked down the main street and looked for a nice bar to relax with a mojito. We met Daniel who showed us his fathers restaurant one block outside the main street. He had a great terrace with two rocking chairs where we stayed all night talking to the owner José, drinking all kinds of drinks, and when we asked for an 7 year old rum which he didn’t have, he ran out and bought a bottle. We gave away a lot of pens, paper and flashlights to the kids eating in his restaurant and after being totally immersed for a long time we got lots of greetings and drawings back.

We started the day with breakfast at 0900 and went out to meet our guide Jorge around 1000. He told us that daylight saving time ended and the time was 0900. We walked a few blocks to our car for the day, an old Opel, but the clutch did not work, so we got an old Buick instead. We drove around for 5 hours to Plaza De La Revolución, Hemmingway Marina, the Cigar factory, Necrópolis Colón, Rum Factory, Hemingway Museum and other nice parks and view points. The last stop was Castillo Del Morro with a nice view of Havana. We had lunch at a charming paladar, where we had sea food, sugar cane juice and fresh coconut.

After a Bucanero (local beer) by the hotel pool, we did some more sightseeing around Plaza De Armas and Plaza De La Catedral. We stopped by La Bodeguita Del Medio, Hemingway’s favorite Mojito bar.

We walked along the boulevard Paseo Del Prado, and discovered a hidden salsa place with only locals. We came a bit too late because they were closing after 10 minutes there, but we had already made friends (Karina and Roberto) and they took us to a night club.

We had a nice flight to Havana, without any big issues. The airplane clock did say it was 2000, while waiting at our bags, Gunnhild saw a clock saying it was 2100, but we agreed that the airplane clock probably was right. We arrived in a taxi at hotel Deauville around 2200 and was happy with that. The next day we got up at 0900 for breakfast, but when we went down to the breakfast area we were told that the breakfast was closing at 1000, so the airplane clock was wrong 🙁 .

We decided to walk to the old Havana along the Malecon (costal road), we did not go long before a guy (Jorge Antonio) came up to us and started to talk about showing us around the city. After a while we agreed to go with him to a place that should play salsa, but when we arrived there was no salsa, but they would be start playing around 1500. We had a Mojito before he showed us to a paladar (private restaurant) that served us good breakfast. During breakfast we agreed to a guided tour around Havana the next day, and continued to explore the city center on our own. After a while we met a young couple that had their ten year anniversary, that took us to a local café where an 85 year old from Buena vista social club and his band had a small concert.

Later in the day we had a drink at the terrace at hotel Lincoln, where we met two Norwegians couples and their daughters that we exchange students for 3 months. We had a bad dinner in a bar on San Rafael street, but after the dinner we had a lot of fun trying to dance salsa with the locals and drinking cheap rum.

When we got back to the hotel we stopped by in the lobby bar, and started talking to a German girl (Ute) that was traveling on her own for about 4 mounts.