
Marea Del Portillo, Cuba
Although the room was rather tired looking and had a funny indefinable smell, everything is relative and given the other potential options of mosquito hell or the back seat of the car, we were pretty happy to be there.
At breakfast, we met out Dutch saviour again, who had brought his wife and kids to the hotel for a day by the pool. We explained we'd decided to stay an extra day and would head along the coast road the next day. It's for the adventurous, he...