Baracoa

The next morning I woke up with a hangover. While I was in the shower I smelled something bad. After breakfast, I looked through the window and saw pigs on the other side of the wall. I almost throw up.

This day we explored Baracoa. Passed old wooden houses. There was a beautiful view from above on sunk ship in a cove. We also visited a cave with some prehistoric remains.

Later, in casa particular, we spoke with our landlords. We didn’t speak Spanish, they didn’t speak English. So they invited their neighbor to translate for us. We had a nice talk about culture, politics and general topics.

In the evening we moved back to Santiago de Cuba with the bus.