On the 6th at noon I took a taxi collectivo from my hostal in Havana with two Austrians and the German I traveled with the first day. The ride was 2-3 hours long, and was 20 CUC pr person.
We traveled in an old Peugeot which smelled terribly of petrol. Along the Cuban highway out driver suddenly turned up this small dirt road for gas, but at the end of the road was only a small house. More cars came by, and a man comes up from the field with two 25 liter gas canisters. From a self made filter of a hose and an old bottle, he starts filling up the cars, when the canisters empty out he runs to the field and appears again with refilled ones.
“No photo” was yelled, but I managed to get a sneaky photo of this illegal operation 😉
We arrived in beautiful viñales at around 14 o clock, and I was driven to my casa at this lovely old couple. The house and room was nice, with rocking chairs outside and a terasse on the roof with a view of the valley.
I went to the plaza in the center of town to get some food, and chill on the WiFi for a bit. Afterwards I went to a small bar with happy hour just off the Main Street. They made a gorgeous piña colada at the mere sum of 1.5 CUC.
I met a couple of girls in the bar sitting next to me, a Brazilian girl and another German. We chilled for a couple of hours with drinks and went for dinner at Tres Jotas with the austrian girls from the taxi.
In the morning I was up early and my host cooked me a lovely breakfast. I was to meet the girls from the bar to go on a horse ride around the valley. I got there and was feeling really bad, so I said hi and went back to the casa to lie down. The rest of the day was vomiting and stomach issues. The host and his daughter which spoke English cooked for me a checked on me.
The next morning I was up and about and moved to another casa and went on a horse ride for four hours around the valley, seeing tobacco, coffee an sugar cane plantations, very touristic but an experience nonetheless.
In the afternoon I was to meet with some Americans at a bar for cocktails, but they was very late and I was tired, so I went to the casa for a beer and to read a book. The hosts cooked a lovely meal for me, with chicken, salad, malanga and of course rice and beansoup. They helped me order a taxi collectivo for the next morning for Cienfuegos and Trinidad.