This morning I felt like I stepped straight into a travel brochure. Sunshine, clear skies, tropical birds singing, sheer white billowing curtains with turquoise water and a white sand beach just steps away. All that before I even climbed out of bed!
It was already topping 30C when I made my way up to the restaurant for breakfast. I can already sense that the theme of this trip is going to be champagne. I enjoyed a nicely chilled mimosa (or two!) with a side of fruit cocktail, hard-boiled egg and fresh bread. Mmmm, mmm good.
After breakfast I headed to the bar for the info session. I had been hoping to do at least a couple of scuba dives while I’m here, but I wasn’t sure how it was going to work out with my flights on such a short stay. Unfortunately, there will be no diving for me this trip. After the session, I struck up a conversation with Eleanor and her mother, Jan. Ellie is also an engineer, in her mid-thirties, with a penchant for solo travel adventures. We hit it off immediately.
Ellie and Jan had plans to shop for the day. I, on the other hand, had a date with the beach. Mask and snorkel in hand, I staked out my piece of sand. The water was a bit rough and murky after some wind and rain overnight, but it was still heavenly.
A relaxing day of sun, sand and chatting to Jorge, one of the resort’s watersport employees, and I was ready for a nice meal. I met up with Ellie and her mother for dinner. I had been warned that the food in Cuba was bland and poor quality. I have to disagree. It’s certainly not five-star by North American standards, but it was excellent. I’m always a sucker for a good tiramisu though.