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Wednesday February 7, 2018 – Trinidad to Cienfuegos
We had a great ride along the coast with a tail wind, to our
lunch spot, the Piña Colada. I had preordered the swordfish but ended up with
red snapper. It was tasty, but, again, I found myself wishing that I had
ordered the lobster. We cycled a little further after lunch, and then shuttled
to Cienfuegos. While the guides checked us into the hotel, we had an
interesting choir recital (another P2P activity). The choir members are all
professional musicians (we saw one of them playing piano at our hotel later in
the evening). We asked them a few questions, and then they had a few for us –
specifically what did Carolyn and Lee have attached to their glasses? The
answer is cycling mirrors, fashioned out of bottle caps. Lee passed his glasses
up to one of the singers, and the next thing you knew, they were all passing
the glasses around and marveling at this great invention – just like a bunch of
school kids.
Our hotel in Cienfuegos |
Our hotel is the most modern so far and is right next to the
Palaccio Valle where Kathleen and I ate in 2003 and enjoyed the 95-year-old
piano player (who played the same 12 bars over and over again all night in
between posing for pictures with the guests.)
As advised, I had brought a good supply of Canadian dollars
since they (as well as Euros and UK pounds) can be exchanged for CUCs without
the ten percent penalty that is charged for changing US dollars. However, the
hotel flatly refused to exchange my Canadian dollars and would not give a
reason. So, I reluctantly cashed $100 US that was part of my reserve. I was
even more annoyed the next morning when I found that others had been able to
exchange Canadian dollars without a problem.
Dick, Amy, David and I dined at a restaurant recommended by
Alex. I had excellent spareribs after bruschetta, green salad, taro chips, and
a tuna cocktail. $18 before wine. A real bargain. I had the best night’s sleep
so far.
Thursday February 8, 2018 – Cienfuegos to Playa Larga
Today’s ride features stops at three different places on the
Bay of Pigs. We started out by shuttle to avoid the city traffic, stopping once
to pick up box lunches for our picnic later today. We got on our bikes for a
long flat ride through marshland and past some rice paddies. On one stretch of
road we observed laborers spreading rice out on the tarmac to dry. We were told
that it is picked up in about three hours, during which time it is not uncommon
for cars, trucks and even bicycles to drive right over it to avoid oncoming
traffic. The whole process seems very inefficient!
Our first stop was Playa Girón, also known as the landing
spot for the Bay of Pigs invasion. We ate our picnic lunches (the best picnic
so far) and then toured the small museum which presented the Cuban view of the
failed Bay of Pigs invasion.
Back on the bicycles for our second stop, snorkeling at
Punta Perdiz. I had forgotten to put a bathing suit in my day bag, but I was
not going to pass up snorkeling on a coral reef in the Bay of Pigs, so I went
in in my biking shorts. The water was fantastic and there were lots of interesting
fish to view.
The remaining 9 miles to Playa Larga (Long Beach) appeared
to be more of the same flat terrain, so about half of us rode the shuttle. (I
really did not want to cycle in the wet shorts that I had used for swimming.)
There was a snafu at the hotel, and they could not accommodate all of us,
despite our reservations. So, several of us were moved to a small hostal about
200 meters down the road. The accommodation was adequate, except for a very
loud music bar directly across the street where the din kept me awake until 1
am.
Although we were housed separately, we all ate together on
the roof of the hotel where most of the group was staying. Before dinner, we
had a lecture on the ecology of the region (More P2P.) The dinner was
excellent, with the best black beans and rice so far. They seem to serve black
beans and rice (colloquially known as cristianos y moros, or Christians and
Moors) in two different ways. If premixed, the dish is usually rather dry.
Served separately, you ladle out the beans (which are much soupier) over the
rice. I definitely prefer the latter.
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