 | 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.
I have been there once for vacation, but I was too little. It was twelve years ago, when I was still a child. I went there with mom and dad and all I cared about is beach and sand, no culture.
We went back and took our bags from the travel agent, where we left them earlier. We wanted to catch the bus back to the station before darkness, as we knew that people drove crazy over there. |
