Sancti Spiritus – Ciego de Avila - 76 km
Feeling considerably better, although weak (seeing I only had a plate
of fruit the previous day), I loaded my mobile home to cycle the short
distance to Ciego de Avila. The ride came with a mild headwind, but I
caught the slipstream of a horse cart, and we slowly headed toward
Ciega de Avila. By the time I stopped to fill up with water, I assumed
I had lost them but soon caught up. There was a considerable
amount of laughing and waving.
Ciego de Avila was a tiny village with a few old historical buildings.
Unfortunately, my hotel was in dire need of TLC, but even without hot
water in the shower, one couldn’t beat the price.
While meandering the streets in the cooler night air, I passed a
theatre filled to the brim. The coolest thing was theatregoers still
made use of horse-cart taxis, how cool is that?
Still not feeling 100% but having to eat something, I purchased a
five-peso pizza, which, as indicated by the price, wasn’t large (US$1
– 25 pesos).