After a hearty breakfast in our Casa, set off in search of bikes to rent. Of course, why would these be available at the bike rental place? Not in Cuba. Instead some old chap leads us to another chap who leads us up a couple of narrow cobbled streets where he happens to have 2 bikes in his living room. Cycled the 18km to playa ancon, largely along the coast and via the village of la boca. Got burnt on the beach, ate peso pizza and ice cream and cycled back - v hot, and those bikes don't have gears! Got back to the Casa just in time to eat half a chicken each (amongst other delights). Stayed in due to a) having incredibly sore bums and b) the storm which later caused all the electricity in the street to go. Played with the young boy, trying to remain friendly guests whilst not letting him destroy all our belongings.
Note: failed miserably to take any photos on this day, which would have been of us looking really red, sweating and panting for breath. Cover image just a random Cuban flag in habana.