Translation of cítara

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.
I still needed to get to the traveler's agent nearby to book my flight back to Cancun. I gave myself two more days to stay in the region, as I wanted to make sure that the hurricane was over.
Our friendly hotel owner recommended a restaurant a outside of the center, so we walked about 20 minutes in the cold night together with the other couple. Were were the only people in that restaurant.