“Cuba” from San Pedro, Ambergris Caye, Belize -Part Four.


After showering on the Thursday morning of our trip to Havana, Cuba  Rose noticed quite a lot of water on the floor of the bathroom. And it didn’t come from me splashing around in the shower. A look around the room and she saw the origin. A leaky pipe. 

We went down for breakfast and after finishing this we went straight to Reception to report the problem. The lady behind the desk appeared very concerned and when Rose showed her the photo she had taken (now I would never have thought of doing that) she exclaimed “You cannot stay there. You must move. Is that OK?”. “Yes” we replied in unison.

So she checked the available rooms and handed us new key cards. We were moving from the 5th to the 7th floor. And to a much, much better room. And a Caribbean Sea facing one at that.


We unpacked our suitcases (again) but before heading out for the day took time out to check on Ziggy. Pampered Paws -where Ziggy was staying whilst we were away- posts photos of the “guests”and they’d posted a couple of our boy.


If you don’t know Ziggy he’s the handsome blond boy in the middle.


Ziggy on the left conserving his energy (clever boy) for the walk ahead. And the one on the right – it truly is a dog – is Spartacus who I think is only around 6 months old. Wait until he grows up!

Content that Ziggy was coping without us (well Rose actually – he is a Mummy’s boy) we took the walk to the old town and made our way to Avenida Bélgica where the Museo de la Revolución is located.


We joined the small queue, paid the entry fee of 5 CUC (around US$ 8) and started our tour from the 3rd floor as we were advised to do and then spent nearly 3 hours wandering around looking at the exhibits. And thoroughly interesting it was too.



Blood stained shirt worn by revolutionary Juan Almeida Bosque when he was arrested in Santíago de Cuba.

A vibrant mural depicting one of the many battles.

Fidel Castro’s name written in blood on a door by one of the militiamen.


Lenin.


The magnificent Sálon Dorado (Golden Hall) which is currently being renovated.


The courtyard.


At the rear of the museum are various types of vehicles,planes, weapons and the boat on which Castro travelled from Mexico in 1956 to launch the revolution.



Museo de la Revolución, well worth the visit. Well worth the entry fee.


“Batista Flees”.

But time to move on. We needed a drink!

So we let our ears go to work and listened for music. And they found it ( our ears that is) at La Lluvia de Oro (the Golden Rain).




No microphones. No amplifiers. But these guys were really good. And the mojitos were too!

We could have stayed there for hours but we didn’t, we headed back to our hotel and hadn’t been in our room more than 5 minutes when there was a knock on the door. It was our chambermaid, Tanya, she had a gift for us.


A bottle of champagne from the hotel to apologise for the leak in the bathroom of our first room. Classy.

The bottle didn’t take us to long to knock back (we’re well practiced) and then we showered, got dressed and headed out again. The music was calling!


Time for another mojito methinks.

The next edition will bring our trip to Havana, Cuba to a close. Bet you’re pleased about that!

And once again (this is an all time record) the headline is based on the single by the Gibson Brothers initially released in 1978 which reached number 12 on the UK Singles Chart and number 81 on the US Billboard Hot 100 Chart.

5 thoughts on ““Cuba” from San Pedro, Ambergris Caye, Belize -Part Four.

  1. Pingback: “Ridin’ in My Chevy” away from San Pedro, Ambergris Caye, Belize. | Belize- building a new life . A Belize blog.

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