Breakfast was some
bread and butter, coffee and a small peach nectar. We bussed out to La
Demajagua which is the farm where Carlos Manuel de Cespedes freed the slaves
and rebelled against the Spanish in 1868. History buffs should check this link for details: TEN YEARS WAR
We then cycled out en
route to Niquero. The sun was strong and there was a headwind at times. We
stopped at around 20km for our “boxed lunch” which was two rolls with cheese
and a small peach nectar! I managed
one roll and another 12km before falling way behind on my trusty "bicycle" and calling it a day.
Herbert wanted to ride
all the way to Niquero and, although Ramon tried to keep up with him, Ramon
retired at around 50km and we followed Herbert in around 1.30pm to Hotel Niquero. He rode
about 65km! It is definitely sugar
cane country and the view from my hotel window is the sugar factory. The air is
full of dust and the smell of molasses! A town that has no piñita doesn’t quite
cut it although we were welcomed at the hotel with a crème de menthe and lemonade cocktail.
After showering in a
trickle of lukewarm water, I walked around but the dust and smell were too
much. I downed a Tukola and joined Herbert for a cold beer in the hotel bar
before retiring to my room for the afternoon to watch tv. There was nothing else to do..
Dinner was at the
hotel restaurant and, after last night’s experience, I refused the bread,
salad, rice and dessert. The soup and roast chicken with chips were quite good,
especially as I had not eaten much during the day. Another lesson learned when
the bill came and I was charged for all the things I sent back as the menu was
“all inclusive”! Any opportunity to rip off a tourist I suppose. I suggested
that the waiter have my bread, salad, rice and dessert as his tip but I doubt
he understood. Ramon sat sheepishly and simply shrugged his shoulders.. It was
his birthday today so I couldn’t really blame him but I now know that I will have
to ask at every meal for the rules.
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