Being open-minded while traveling is important. Last night, the slight change from reading a book in my room, to instead, reading it on the terrace, afforded me the opportunity to share drinks and stories with new people. As I laid in bed reflecting on the fortune of learning from others, I heard traditional Cuban music, faint Spanish conversations and horses trotting in the street below.
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Handicraft art market in Cienfuegos. |
Me in Central Park.
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| Breakfast on the terrace. |
When I arrived in Cienfuegos late yesterday afternoon, I thought I landed upon a sleepy little town. But today? No, it was a bustling, lively town. I struck up a conversation with a pedi-taxi guy and found out he used to be a history teacher and then entered the tourism industry to make more money. After my interesting ferry ride to Jagua Fort, he showed me around town on his bicycle.
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Old man and the sea. |
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| The ferry...the very, very, very packed ferry. I sat on the edge, just in case we needed to evacuate. |
Jagua Fort circa 1745. One of the three most important forts for Cuba.
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| “Unity of the workers, guarantees a revolution.” |
A big storm barely passed us by last night but as I’m writing, another downpour took its place. It’s been a pretty peaceful day. First, hiking around El Nicho park admiring scenic waterfalls and then returning to my house to listen to and watch the rain fall.
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