Our first stop after Havana was Ancon beach near Trinidad. We set our hammocks there for a few days and called this little paradise our home. We spent our days swimming, reading and eating a lot of pizza from a little pizza-baking stand.
We befriended the local beach bar employees and night guards, one of who was a priest from the nearby village who on top of working as a priest and a night guard he was collecting beer cans to sell the aluminium. Gladly of course we gave him a hand.
We befriended the local beach bar employees and night guards, one of who was a priest from the nearby village who on top of working as a priest and a night guard he was collecting beer cans to sell the aluminium. Gladly of course we gave him a hand.
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| Our new home |
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| View from our bedroom |
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| Our living room |
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| The kitchen |
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| Our working space |
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| The bar next "door" |
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| I sent him for water... |
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| ... and I brought the ice |
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| Daydreaming with Peter Pan |
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| Panos sleeping in |
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