Went to a club, even in Cuba the dj is a at fat guy sitting behind a Mac playing the charts. The stage was a dance floor and Felipe danced ALL night and the rest of us made the commitment to the moves a little later. Lisa as usual attracted weird guys. Jason got chatted up by guys two and a half times. Caught our Cadillac home, got out $2 bottle of rum, had a quick burger (phillipe was too late and ran to find a pizza, successfully) then went tithe beach. ...

Went to the bus station to find a bus to Valadero, ~200km from Havana. Man with gold teeth offers us a car ride for the same price of bus but he will be quicker and have 'air conditioning'. So bags in the boot alongside his baseball bat and four of us squeeze in the back seat, after lisa gets a phone number on a piece of card board from a crazy looming guy in the bus stop. After a lot a sweat sharing and the car bar we arrived in Valadero. A lot more cleaner a...