19.11.2015 - 23.11.2015
With a minor hangover we managed to make it to this bus on time and spent the next 8 hours heading west to Trinidad. Trinidad was founded in the 16th century in honour of the Holy Trinity and declared a world heritage sight in 1988 , the streets are all original cobble stones (many awkward strolls around town) and the maintenance is obvious with well preserved churches and streets closed to cars. We spent most afternoons at the Casa De La Trova; an open air bar and stage with a rotating roster of local bands and one of the best views in town.
Turns out Trinidad is a city perfect for discovery and discover we did. From stunning views over the city to our new found pals, this city is amongst our favourite in Central America so far. Our first find, a sweet old local man at his hole-in-the-wall bar, I mean literally, he sold Pina Coladas, Mojitos and hamburgers for $10 CUP out of a window in the street. $10CUP is about 50 cents AUD (I'm not even going to attempt to explain this, but Cuba has two currencies. CUC and CUP). Our first night with Pina Colada man we met four Australians and drank the bar out of rum. The second night we lost one Australian and drank the bar out of Pina Colada mixer. Our frequent visits to the Pina Colada man was what led to our next discovery of The Cave.
Tipped off by many locals about "The Cave", the five of us decided to give it a whirl. Making the trek up behind the city we didn't realise just how far we had come, I blame the bar tenders mixing our mojitos for this. We dutifully pay our $5CUC, which is rather pricey for Cuba, and headed on in. Once inside, we grab some nice cold beers and hit the dance floor, it wasn't until I looked up to inspect this 'night club' that I realise where we are. "Hey Cat, 'The Cave' is literally inside of a cave!!!" I yell to her over the pumping techno tunes. No wonder this place is so popular, although blasting house music inside of a mountain is a slight safety concern, who doesn't want to Rave in a Cave! The evening was lost in a blur of salsa, bad and good music, wet hair (thanks to Cat and her ice cold bottle of water) and two days of hearing loss. The hardest part was making it safely back down the mountain and finding our way home. Here is where I did the most embarrassing and backpacker thing I have ever done in my life!
Mum, if you are reading this, please skip over the next paragraph.
Given that our house was a good 20 minute walk from The Cave and we had about 4 bottles of water in the previous hour, at some point I needed the bathroom. With no toilets in sight, it was choice between wet myself or take my chances behind a very nice looking Classic Car. Laundries are hard to come by in Cuba so I chose the latter.
Mid way through Cat runs away,
"Where are you going?!" I yell.
"There is a man in the window behind you. Your on your own!" She yells back as she disappears to hide around the corner.
Upon this revelation I turn around, about 10 metres away a dog starts barking from a window, then out from the shadows emerges a hand to calm the dog down.
I still hope he saw nothing, I also really hope it wasn't his car I was using as a partition.
I'm sorry mum, sometimes you are forced to make choices you are not proud of.
Clearing our foggy heads from the night before we took a tour to a waterfall in the mountains. Riding in a "Russian Limousine" - an old army truck painted fresh camouflage with bench seats installed - we rode high into the cold mountains and walked down a valley to one of the many waterfalls above Trinidad, where a swim in the fresh icy water and hike out put us back on top of the world!
It was definitely sad to leave Trinidad, but we wanted to spend as much time in Baracoa as possible and still had Santiago to explore.