 | The machine arrived in Cuba at nine and it was already dark. The border control was nothing like the one in Mexico. They were communist and one could see the strictness and uneasiness of them.
It was a cozy place with a beautiful shower and hot water, a nice garden and a great patio. The price was not high for the value I received there. The room had a carpet, a wooden cupboard and TV.
By the way, after my horrible experience I had changed the hostel. The place was not really better but much more quiet and near the Ocean. I woke up with the sound of a siren. It was the police. |
