Pat’s here, Pat’s here, Pat’s here! He was stopped in customs and delayed almost 30 minutes for random questioning, but he made it through. It’s good he did, because we didn’t have a backup plan and I was driving myself to distraction with “What ifs?” waiting for him at the airport. He’s going to guest blog a bit during the trip, so stay tuned for a post from him about his experience with the Cuban customs officers.
We dropped his bags off at our casa particular and explored a bit more of Havana. We walked along the Malecon, a sidewalk on the coast where people go to promenade and socialize.
We saw men fishing, admired the colorful fish caught by some snorkelers and even caught a girl riding a bike MUCH too big for her.
We stopped to check out Hotel Nacional, the nicest hotel in the city, and the place where visitors such as Jack Nicholson and the Backstreet Boys have stayed. Pat took an opportunity to stop and smell the flowers outside the hotel:
It was a great place to catch the sunset over the sea and also make us thankful that we’re staying in a Casa and not so far removed from reality.
We stopped for our first mojitos at a place along the Malecon and had a failed attempt at dinner when the vinegar served with our salads turned out to be contaminated. Good thing I always travel with a container for peanut butter! PB&J sandwiches back at the casa came to the rescue.