Havana and homewards
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By taxi back to Havana, a more interesting journey avoiding the autopista and along the north coast, badly affected by the summer hurricanes. Lots of houses were still under repair.
Candida is away at her daughter's in Germany. A new casa 100 yards away was found and we booked in at Milagro's. It's a large flat, up steep marble stairs, in a 19th century colonial building, with huge high rooms, double doors and a chandelier in the bedroom, all with a faded elegance. But senora has recently travelled in Europe, found London horrendously expensive and "preferred the socialist system." Again her "help" arrived in the morning to clear up breakfast, and clean and tidy.
We decided to catch the hop on/off tourist bus but after 90 minutes wait in glorious sunshine as the queue ebbed and flowed, we guessed it was off today.
So our last few days in Cuba. Friday out to the palm fringed beaches of Playa del Este to top up the tans and to see the all-inclusive tourists from Hotel Atlantico with their bracelets giving access to the hotel restaurant, the free drinks, the pool, while we looked over the fence, and ate our biscuits! Saturday, the hop on/hop off was working, so we toured through upmarket Vedado and Miramar, with some buildings that wouldn't be out of place in central New York, and others on Miami Beach. But maybe a bit more dilapidated. We reached the Marie-Celeste like Marina Hemingway, and so hopped straight back on the bus to go and have a last look at Havana Centro with its bustling crowds, life and crumbling buildings.