today we left the uk, which was weird because it felt like any normal trip except we threw our old sheets and pillowsin a dumpster before we left. Had to say goodbye to han too, so it wasn't realy normal at all. easy mish on the easybus to gatwick and one last Pret coffee and feeling much better!
flight was weird as well, full of brits going on holiday and in the end they turned the plane into a bar and were standing chatting and drinking at every corner! poor stewardesses. One of them lit up in the toilets sending off an alarm too! several occasions where they made the seatblet sign come on...fairly sure it was to give the stewardesses some repsite!
Anyways landed fine, as ever the beauracracy hits first with having to show passports/forms/look into cameras several times. Small moment of eeeeek when den's bag never gave but turns out some helpful bright spark had just deposited it randomnly behind a pillar. taxi into cuba and up 4 flights of steep stairs to our casa, looking wel dodge from outside but lovely lovely people inside, the funniest sausage dog and cool clean room with bathroom. HEAVEN! views of the natiional building from the breaky terrace.
Shower and we went into havana Vieja (old town) for some food. FINALLY found the hole in th wall peso pizzaerattas and got a couple for about 25p. Discovered salt is a necessasity. Not overly impressed, but rattled on to the main street aand found a wee bar, and ice cold beer in an ice old jug. Band started up and then we felt like we really are in cuba.
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