After waking up feeling a bit tender, we had to get up to head to our next destination, Santa Clara via Cienfuegos. Anne was absolutely dying and couldn’t touch her breakfast. I was starving and wolfed mine down, and enjoyed two cups of tea whilst she went to use the WiFi. I also made two […]Read more "Cienfuegos and Santa Clara"
*Something else I forgot from Baracoa… While we were rowing along, I looked down and noticed the tower had six toes on each foot. It looked so normal and equally proportioned out. He also had six fingers on each hand too. He later told us about it, that a little island we towed past was […]Read more "Trinidad – the Cuban one!"