Wake up, yawn, stretch, stand up and scratch the balls. I slept like a stone – how long did it rain yesterday? No idea. The view from the window: The sun shines at the buildings, which seem to need quite some renovation. We got up relatively early. Roly is also already in the kitchen and about to get breakfast ready. A little small talk, some tips and 2 cups of strong coffee later we run down the stairs to the street. We are on the parallel road to the Prado and almost a stone’s throw away from the Malecon. All the imaginations we had of Cuba seem to be confirmed at first sight: The sun is shining, the colonial buildings with the crumbling fronts maintain their old charm, you can hear some salsa and reggaeton coming out from from some apartments above… and the streets resemble a classic car open-air museum. Seems the taxi from yesterday is not a rarity here. Nothing much happening here despite this being a boulevard street – people seem to start their day slow and relaxed. If it wasn’t for the multi-lane streets and the multi-storey buildings, one might think that we are on the countryside – even in the capital city people on the street greet another . We buy two water bottles at a kiosk on our way. The Prado leads us to the Parque Central: Seems to be a little more going on here. New and old taxis are waiting for passengers before the pretty “Tacón”, the Gran Teatro de La Habana, as well as lovingly restored vintage cars for tours around the city.
For the first day with a little jetlag, we decide without exchanging many words that we are sluggish. There are some hop-on-hop-off buses anyway, so you can relax and watch the city while driving by. For just 10 CUC (10.00 USD) you can take the bus line T2, which takes us first past the Malecon to the Hemingway Marina. Every few minutes we hear something unintelligible coming from the speakers of the bus (whether someone actually explains something about the nearby buildings or this is a tape recording, I can not say – I can not even tell with absolute certainty if whatever we are hearing is actually Spanish ) – so we just switch off for minute and enjoy the view.