 | Anyway, after an hour or so, I decided to head back to the host family as we agreed that I would return for dinner. I took one of these little yellow scooter taxis that were present all over Cuba.
After placing my luggage there I decided to walk into town and rent a bike. The neighbor of the guest house stopped me on the street and asked me if I was Mike. She told me that she was Luisa.
Luckily the town was small and the hotel manager could call all taxi stations. They checked it through their radios and an hour later the driver was back with our bags. He did not want to be paid extra, but I insisted. |
