Grabbed a hand-made souvenir from the cook at Charbela's place. Escaped the
Zika fumigation and headed for the park to read while we waited for the afternoon
Varadero bus. Had a nice long chat with Charbela, she showed us pix of her grandchildren,
the old school black and white tv and Cuban style chairs you see everywhere. I even got a
hug and kiss when we left. I think she really liked us. 6 hour bus ride to Varadero: north
of Trinidad. So much sugar cane!
