Out of Santiago, on to Trinidad. Before we left we managed to catch a bit of the carnival which was amazing - apparently it's the biggest in the world after Rio. Lots of photos and video footage to edit when I back (and lots of Glasgow footage, too, I haven't forgotten). Also made it out to the beach there, with a strange man who I think was called Wilfredo who kept saying "I love you, all the time". However, I think it may be my beautiful visa that makes me so alluring...
11.5 hours on the bus brought us to Trindad which is beeyootiful. It's a UNESCO World Heritage Site so it's all bicycles and horse-drawn carts. The beach here is incredible, all white sand and palm trees, and on the first day we came back into town on a coco taxi which the internet cafe here won't let me link to but you should totally google. They're good fun until you try to take a corner. On Sunday we did some snorkling and saw Dory and some of her other Finding Nemo friends which was ace, but our instructor wasn't state registered or something which is apparently VERY BAD and our taxi was stopped by the police as we drove back in to town - the driver was hauled out and as we're bricking it in the back seat the instructor is whispering to us -Only beach, Never snorkling, never say snorkling- and making us hide the masks in our bags. THEN the police kicked us out of the car and made us walk part of the way back to the town... That was a pretty awesome day. Cuba = mental sometimes.
Today we go to Santa Clara where Comrade Che is buried. Whoop. I'm very excited about all the Che tat I can buy there, as if there hasn't been enough already... peas and luv yall xxx
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