Recalculating. Cuban chronicles. Day 3.

Yesterday I fell asleep hard and today I only woke up when Ariel and our breakfast got home, almost at 9 am. After organizing our whole schedule -again- we went out to catch the touristic bus, which is a good way to get a grasp of town and it's a nice ride for a reasonable price. In my opinion, it never hurts to catch one of these buses in any city (well...except in Montevideo, where this kind of bus takes tourists to shopping centres !!!)

In this pic, you can see the Malecón and part of the Town Centre and Vedado. However, my favorite part of it, it's the couple kissing on the bottom left corner.

After passing by part of Old Havana, Downtown, El Prado and el Malecon, we got off the bus at Revolution Square, in Vedado. Of course, we took the souvenir photo with Che Gevara on the background. There's also an image of Camilo Cienfuegos, but honestly he looks more like Bin Laden.

The place is of monumental proportions and empty. We went into Martí's museum, from whom I only remembered the poem "La niña de Guatemala" from my high school days, but not his claims for Cuban independence. My bad.

There were also tons of people wearing Che Guevara's t-shirts and hats. I can't help but to play this song in my head: Mc Guevaras o Che Donald's by Kevin Johansen. Later, when I went back to the Square another song came to my mind, but it was merely a word connection with this song. Reminder: make a playlist with all the songs that came to my mind during the trip. -I still haven't done it-.

Marti's memorial. On the groundfloor, the museum. On the top of the tower, a viewpoint with spectacular views of the city. Get ready for the line to take the elevator.

Back to the bus, we kept on with the tour in direction to Miramar, where most of the embassies are, and then it takes Av. 1, along the coastline crowded with luxurious hotels and the aquarium, but we didn't get off there.

On the way back, we did get off at Vedado, and while walking around, we went into different car rentals to see if we could get a car for the rest of our trip, but it was impossible. So, these were our options to move around the island now: a) use carpool taxis (these are taxis that connect different cities and you get to share the trip with other travelers). b) bus (the buses are in good shape, but we had to check if the schedules worked for us and besides Havana's bus station was soooo far away from our place). c) follow our yesterday's taxi driver's advice, the one that took us to Guanabo, who told us about this classifieds website called revolico.com and told us we could get a car there. Guess which one we used.

Back to today's activities, we ate in a small restaurant in front to Habana Libe Hotel called Waoo. It had an accesible and yummy executive menu. Besides, I loved that the chef came to the table to

grate all the cheese you wanted on your plate. Inesita recommends.

After that, we made an attempt to use the internet on our cell phones to see if we could get a car via web. Another impossible mission. So, we just walked down the malecón, saw the National Hotel and took many, many photos.

This is the National Hotel. Though I didn't do it, there are guided tours and you can also go to have tea watching the sunset there.

This is a typical Cuban scene. However, it could also be a typical Uruguayan scene.

At night, we walked around some more, and had drinks, the usual. I also danced-walked around the steets and this man told my dad "sir, if you'll allow me, I can teach the young lady how to dance salsa". And myself, encouraged by my friend rum, answered loudly "I already know how to dance". How bold of me, though I can defend myself on the dancefloor.

We had to sit and think if it was really possible for us to get to know all the island, even if we got a car last minute. Possible? Yes, it was possible, but it was a crazy thing to do because if we went for it, we would be on the road most of the time and spend between one and two nights in each place. And as none of us is a fan of the checklis kind of trip, we chose quality over quantity, so on this opportunity, we are only seeing the Western half of Cuba.

Tomorrow is our last day in Havana and I find myself in an opposite state of the one I was when we arrived. I don't want to leave. Of course I'd like to get to know other towns, but I feel so comfortable walking around Old Havana that I don't want to leave a street without seeing.

*You can read the original version of this post in Spanish here.