Fat Maria Beach
Another 3 hours south west by bus and we ended up at the one-hotel beach resort of Maria la Gorda. The hotel didn't have much to write home about except a characteristic typical of the rest of Cuban tourism - they like to dictate to you how you will travel and what you will do while you are in Cuba and because there is a strong monopoly on tourism here there is very little incentive for any sort of change. The water, however, was crystal crystal clear and we had such an amazing time snorkeling just along the beach. Fan coral, eels (also a giant moray eel), bright colourful tropical fish in their hundreds, blow fish, giant fish, jelly fish and much more. We had a ball. Wild life abounds - feral cats are everywhere as well as hermit crabs and woodpeckers. One night was especially entertaining when a giant tree frog decided to land on Johan's shoulder at 3a.m. while we were both sleeping. I don't know which of the two were more traumatized by the end of that event.
We had TV in our room so we watched all the latest on cyclone Ernesto (slamming into eatern Cuba), which later became Hurricane Ernesto and then later tropical storm Ernesto. We had clear skies all along and by the time we reached Havana Ernesto had become rumour Ernesto and had decided to head North to torment the 'great enemy' instead.
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