Cuba

A week in Veradaro, Cuba. A really good week. But - don’t like jelly fish.

Cuba was relaxing - I don’t have much to share because I only did two things, over and over. The beach and the bike! The resort and the beach were excellent. 4 star. Everyone was friendly. Food was “ok”. Quiet. No beer-drinking college yahoos to spoil the moments of peace.

The jelly fish were an issue. One day the waves rolled in dozens of jellyfish, left stranded on the beach to die in the hot sun.
One guy came running out of the ocean, screaming. He was tangled by the tail and stung. Lifeguards came running. That cleared the beach for the afternoon.

The food was "ok". I don't think I've eaten so much ice cream - or veggies! Ha! Evening entertainment was "fair". Not cruise ship quality, and very "Cuban". I went to two shows. Nothing competes with American Idol!

We chose the Melia Veradaro because it offered “biking”. Most hotel don’t have bikes. I wasn’t expecting a Fuji Roubaix Pro Series - haha! But the ones they had were not maintained at all - noisy, out of alignment, rusted chain and handlebar and pedal brakes! Yikes! I didn’t want to venture too far in case I had a break down but I still managed to jump on the saddle every day. As I say, a day on a bike is better than a day without!

Seven days in Cuba - good times. Got two books read. Lost weight! (and this was all-inclusive! I dunno what happened!) Now, I'm home with a minor tan, feeling relaxed and VERY happy to turn on the radio to hear English music!