Tu Kola is the Cuban equivalent to Coca Cola. Apparently a shipment arrived in Havana on this day because I saw cases being delivered in more than one location.
At Bar Metropolitanos my friend Damian found himself in the middle of the action. After he posed for a photo with two cases of cola I showed everyone the image I made earlier of a guy carrying six cases into another restaurant. We all had a good laugh.





Pequeño vaquero

If you are observant and pay attention, opportunities for images will present themselves to you.
You have to be quick because often those image opportunities don’t last long.
On the back streets of Trinidad I saw this little cowboy tugging on a horse’s reins. He was not afraid. Perhaps because his father was there. Perhaps because the family horse was quite tame. When the boy turned toward me, I was able to capture his expression.






El Tenedor

El Tenedor is a family owned restaurant and hostal.

Stop in for dinner or drinks, watch the sunset, and listen to the live music on the terrace. I believe it to be the highest rooftop dining in Trinidad, Cuba. The food is good, as is the service. It’s all family here.
You’ll pass the kitchen on the way to the dining area and the terrace.
Stop and greet the chef, Emilio. He may offer to prepare a special dish for you on your next visit.
Say hello to Ava and her daughter Katiuska. You’ll feel like a part of the family. Be careful though, twelve-year-old Daniela will try to charm you out of some gum.

Don’t let the term hostal keep you from going. (it’s a Cuban classification). You will not find any difference between the rooms here and a Casa Particular. Both rooms have their own locks and are air-conditioned with private bath.









There are several large, well-known caves in and around Viñales, Cuba as well as many that are smaller and less popular.

On a guided walk through the tobacco farms we had the option to explore a small cave. After descending a few meters from the farmland, our guide Richard, lead us through a narrow opening in the limestone. We all grabbed our small flashlights as we were assured the passage would open up and become a less claustrophobic scramble to the other end.
I’m not a big fan of caves, but this one was just my size … ten minutes long.





Going down


Looking back


Looking ahead


The way out


Richard hugs his son as our tour ended.