The communist hospital hotel

Wednesday, December 6th 2017

Trinidad, Cuba

It’s 9am EDT and I am waking up for our first full day in Trinidad. By 9:25 we are all gathered in the courtyard for our 9:30am breakfast. At 9:26 Darnel materializes from our kitchen with a plate of fruit and toast. Wait a minute, how did he get in there?

The entire breakfast spread includes scrambled eggs, cheese, meat, toast, fruit and a plate of breakfast sandwiches. To top things off, Darnel brings us a large thermos filled with piping hot coffee. This breakfast is amazing!

As soon as Darnel leaves, Laura announces that she may be getting sick. I feel bad for her, today is the most active day of entire trip. She says that she still wants to hike and I am happy that she is going to power through. After breakfast we take a few minutes to pack up for our day hike. 

By 10am our driver, Johnny, is waiting outside in his green and white classic Ford from 1957. He even has a small Cuban flag attached to the hood! Johnny is tall with a head full of hair gel. His t-shirt is way too tight and I feel like he could drive us right into to set of Grease. I really like this guy. 

Johnny will be showing us around Topes de Collantes today, which is a nature reserve, located about 30 minutes outside of Trinidad. Andrew takes the front seat and Laura and I hop into the biggest backseat I have ever seen in my life. Everything about today is awesome. 

The drive out of town is nice. The car is incredibly loud, so no one has to stress about making small talk in Spanish. Once we get to the nature reserve we start driving uphill. The engine is whining as the car slows to a crawl. At one point, we pull over next to a small group of guys with buckets on the side of the road. They quickly surround the car and add water to the engine. They are all very friendly with Johnny and I find the camaraderie charming. 

Eventually we make it to a lookout point. We have to walk up a few flights of steps and on way up we pass by a vendor selling bananas (I take note this is the 3rd Cuban we have encountered who is selling stuff on stairs). At the top, the view is very impressive. We can see the ocean and everything in between is a dark shade of green. 

Once we rejoin Johnny, he drives us the rest of the way to the trailhead for a short hike down to Salto del Caburni. The entire hike is 3 miles, roundtrip, and Johnny will be waiting for us when we’re done. We start out walking down a paved road, which passes by some very brightly colored houses and the remains of 2 story concrete building. There is also an abandoned hospital that has been converted into a hotel. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but something about that building feels very communist. We also pass several vendors who are selling bandanas and water. 

When we finally hit the trail, it starts out flat and easy. As we progress the air becomes increasingly humid and is filled with bugs. The path is mostly downhill, but we are still drenched in sweat. Laura is starting to cough more and blow her nose. This can not be comfortable. 

Eventually, we make it to the bottom of the hill and are rewarded with a beautiful waterfall and a little river running past it. We take a quick break and some European tourists take pictures of us. I am not looking forward to hiking back up that hill, but it has to be done. We make pretty good time coming back up. It’s incredibly hot and we are covered in a thick past of sunscreen, bug spray and sweat. We all keep our heads down and focus on getting out of this rain forest. 

I am relieved when we finally break out of the woods and back onto the sun drenched concrete road. Laura thinks this is the worst part, but I silently disagree. After we get to the top and before we hit line of sight with Johnny, we take a break under a tree. We are trying to dry off before getting back in the car. It doesn’t work, and, eventually, we apologetically climb back into the car. 

The drive back is nice as the cool breeze blows through the car windows. On the way back into town we have to stop at a checkpoint; everything goes smoothly. When we arrive at the house, we unanimously decide it’s time for a siesta and agree to meet up at 4pm for some of our refrigerator-beer and an early dinner. 

At 4pm I am finally cooled down and wander into the kitchen for my beverage. I sit in the courtyard and read for a few minutes before Andrew joins me. Eventually Laura drags herself outside as well. I notice a random staircase going up the back of our courtyard and decide to go explore. The staircase goes onto our roof, which has a clothesline and furniture. It also connects to our neighbor's roof on the left and the house behind us. I make note of this for later, when the sun is gone. 

Around 5pm we are getting hungry and opt for dinner at Taberna La Bojita. The dining room is set up like an old beer hall and the menu has all sorts of creative tapas. Even though multiple fans are blowing directly on us, we are already beginning to sweat to again. We order a round of cold beer and then start exploring the menu. We end up with an eclectic mix of shrimp skewers, pizza, olives, cheese and french fries. The food is delicious and we eat every bite. 

After dinner we look for somewhere cool to sit and listen to music. We try to find somewhere new, but end up back at La Casa de La Cerveza. We grab a table in the corner and a round of El Presidentes. There is an old dog sleeping in the middle of the dance floor. 

As the sun sets, the atmosphere becomes more lively and we become more energetic. Around 9pm we decide to head back to our rooftop and enjoy a night cap. The cool night air is extra breezy and we get a nice view of the neighborhood. We have a couple of rounds of rum and drunkenly talk about communism and until we are no longer making any sense. I am having fun and we are probably staying up later than we should. Around midnight we are all stumbling off to bed. Tomorrow is our beach day and I have been looking forward to it since we arrived!