Had an adventure getting to Trinidad as the night bus overheated and proceeded to break down, but arrived eventually at 9am. Went for a nap that lasted 6 hours and then admired the beautiful plant-filled patio of our next guesthouse, complete with the seemingly characteristic pairing of dark mahogany & white cast iron furniture (so many rocking chairs!). Wandering through the colonial town we noticed that, whilst elsewhere we’d been a novelty as tourists, here the town was clearly geared towards the industry. Although perhaps not feeling particularly authentic, this did mean a lot of very good dinners with plenty of cancháncharas (the local cocktail). Closer to the sea means that fish is everywhere and very very good!
We used the city as a base to visit the seaside, firstly by grabbing a colectivo (car share) down to the fishing village of La Boca. We faffed about in the water, backgrounded by the mountains, and joined the locals in enjoying their Sunday. After a few cold cans over cards, and weirdly lots of popcorn, we returned to Trinidad only to find that Waldo was performing!!! Turns out he is doing the same Cuba tour as us.
The next day we got a double decker bus to Playa Ancón, although I still have no idea how it got through all the cobbled streets. Found a quiet spot and enjoyed a morning swim before wandering along a fair section of the 8km sandy shore. After some incredibly fresh fish we sat under a palm shade (pictured) and enjoyed our last bit of sun. Back in town we listened to a local band, ate, and went to watch a salsa group (I don’t understand how these people can move so well). Sent our families some postcards (we’ll see if they arrive!) and said goodbye to our latest spot.
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