To Varadero
06.04.2011
In the morning, I hopped the Viazul to Varadero. It was very late and it almost missed us, sitting there and we had to run down the street waving and screaming to catch it.
When I got there, my hosts were waiting for me. They didn't speak many English words so I mostly kept to myself and wandered around alone.
Again, I had some great food and went to bed early.
