Another massive breakfast in our Casa after which we could barely toddle around town to do a few necessary chores. This included trying to get my camera fixed, which we would put all our double economy tourist CUC on the policia having broken. The photography shop couldn't help, but gave us an address of some other chap who fixed cameras - after taking a while to track him down due the inconvenience of most Cuban streets having 2 names, he tried hitting the on/of...

Up early in the hope that there was room on first bus to Trinidad - fortunately scraped in. Even though you arrive at a bus station, with the clear intention of getting a bus, still hoards of taxi drivers think they can persuade you to get in their taxi. Yet in trying to get to the bus station, had to wait a good 15mins for a car to pull over that was a) a taxi, and b) not full of drunk people going home from their Saturday night out (no doubt including the drive...