People write the truth!! ! In general, this is a very poor country. . . So about the hotel! -in general, almost solid three stars) -in no case do not take a bungalow (although it certainly sounds nice) for the rooms in the hotel itself I will not say anything (not in the know) although the girls I knew lived in the main building of the hotel and according to the review like nothing)) you can’t say anything about the “bungalow”), maybe for VERY unpretentious people it will be normal, I personally don’t consider myself a demanding person, but living in a wild stink and devastation for not a little money is still tough.
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People write the truth!! ! In general, this is a very poor country. . . So about the hotel! -in general, almost solid three stars) -in no case do not take a bungalow (although it certainly sounds nice) for the rooms in the hotel itself I will not say anything (not in the know) although the girls I knew lived in the main building of the hotel and according to the review like nothing)) you can’t say anything about the “bungalow”), maybe for VERY unpretentious people it will be normal, I personally don’t consider myself a demanding person, but living in a wild stink and devastation for not a little money is still tough. The food is quite healthy, the staff is quite welcoming and the more tips the more hospitality (well, like everywhere else in principle)), the room was cleaned regularly, (there is only soap in the bungalow for your needs... so do not forget shampoos and gels) you can, of course, and buy everything in the place as in our case (after hitting our "guide" I learned from her that only soap is put in the bungalow). It makes no sense to talk about the ocean, a fairy tale)). Forget about the Internet right away! It simply does not exist. . ) Beach towels as a deposit 20 kuk. Fee upon departure from the country 25 kuk per person. In general, this should be exactly a budget vacation, but in fact it is expensive, again, for some reason, the operator did not say about the bungalow tour that it was cheaper than the main rooms. The country is certainly interesting. . . but still an amateur. . . One thing I know for sure for me is the last visit there. Tour operator biblio globe. . . they used to work much better, in Moscow, when ordering, it was not said about HURT bungalows, in Cuba they waited for a bus for exactly an hour (the explanation was cool: how do we know which hotels will be picked up first. . . )) and you are already without a bracelet !! !
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¡ Hola amigos! /Hello friends! /I stayed at the Mercure Cuatro Palmas 4* from 02.07. to 12.07. 2013. I will say right away that this was my second trip to Cuba, the first was last year, but I lived in a different hotel, so involuntarily, everything that happened and surrounded me this time, I compared with what happened last year and, of course, hotels.
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¡ Hola amigos! /Hello friends! /I stayed at the Mercure Cuatro Palmas 4* from 02.07. to 12.07. 2013. I will say right away that this was my second trip to Cuba, the first was last year, but I lived in a different hotel, so involuntarily, everything that happened and surrounded me this time, I compared with what happened last year and, of course, hotels. To begin with, this hotel is located, one hundred percent, in the best location in Varadero. On the territory of the hotel itself there is a shop and retail shops, you don’t have to go far, everything you need, including souvenirs, can be bought right there and the price is optimal. There is no Internet. Rooms. As previously mentioned in the reviews, the hotel is divided into two parts: in the main building 4 *, next to the beach area, the Standard rooms (overlooking: the sea, the pool, the street, the garden), and the Classic rooms are on the second line , across the road, bungalow, economical complex in a separate area - las Palmas 3 *. I had a "Standard", settled quickly, the room was overlooking the street, they immediately said that the room was bad, and advised to pay extra. At first, I was upset, and then nothing, everything is fine, the music never bothered me, because it stopped after 2 o’clock, just for sleep. In the room: a bed, a wardrobe, a safe, a table, an armchair, bedside tables, a refrigerator, an air conditioner (I turned it on when I checked in and turned it off only when I left), a chic balcony. Cleaning daily, towels changed every day and built from them bizarre figures. According to our compatriots, some Classic numbers are not bad either. I never found the “ours” socket, but I had an adapter with me (you can also buy it in the hotel store - 5 cookies). Animation. I've never seen it, but it looks like it's bad. Ocean, beach. The ocean, of course, is indescribable, you just have to see it and flounder in it, in other words, I went to Cuba just for this. The beach is also not bad, clean, I just don’t like this kind of beaches, it is crowded with sunbeds and “mushrooms”, there is not enough space, infinity, serenity (such a beach was last time, at another hotel). They do a very good massage on the beach, and the price tag is not high. The tap with water, where you can wash off the sand, was simply lost somewhere & # 61514; , the sand was washed off already in the room. The pool is nice, and what's great is that you can splash there at night (they clean it in the morning). Beach towels are issued - 20 kuk. , then return. There is no bar on the beach, you have to go to it, I didn’t like it at all. And what catastrophically enough for me during the day was music, neither on the beach, nor by the pool, but you can’t hear it anywhere! , except perhaps only where the dancers rehearse. I like it when this amazing Cuban music accompanies you everywhere, and you can just enjoy it on a sunbed by the pool or on the beach to bask on it under the sun, with the sound of the ocean (this was the last time, in another hotel). Restaurant, food. Oh, that's a different story.... I am not picky, but, in my opinion, the food, to put it mildly, is simply not tasty, monotonous and there is no choice of dishes. Soup (this is what you can always save yourself with), for the entire period there was only one and one kind. Meat, seafood, as strange as it was, were completely tasteless (last time I couldn’t say that about food). Milk was real once, then all the days it was “dry” and terribly concentrated. Juices - I don’t know, but definitely not always real. Fruits are not ripe, with the exception of pineapples, but by the evening they were already sour. Coffee, like hot chocolate bags. But then like this, somewhere around the 5th day, and it was all eaten… . Then they began to go to dinner in a restaurant / hotel / (and you have to sign up for dinner), opposite the beach, where the food is acceptable, but the service takes a very long time. We also went for dinner, by appointment, to an Italian restaurant / hotel / in the zone - las Palmas 3 *, well, somehow not very good, but the pizza is not bad. Bars. There are three of them. Delicious cocktails only in the bar, near the beach (from 18h to 2h). Tips. Cubans love them, they prepare cocktails, coffee and tea, in a different way, let's say - better. I left 1 cookie and "Alenka" for the maid. Hotel surroundings. Nearby, which is important, there is a state exchange office (CADECA), the rate was 100 euros. -120 cookies. Key discos, all within walking distance. At night, next to the hotel, life just boils! All discos are cool, incendiary. I have not been to all of them, those that are nearby, but I visited 4 clubs during the salsa festival, I will say - it's just super, super! The nightclub La Comparsita (10 minutes walk) with an open bar is just awesome, here you can see true Cubans, and what they do, there are few Russians for some reason . Not a bad club, across the road, Calle 62, incendiary, the girl sings well there, the Cubans also come off there. Tours. 1) You should definitely see Havana, you can do it in different ways, I had an individual one (I agreed on it back in Russia), you can get to Havana on your own like this: Varadero bus station - the last house on 36th street (Calle 36 y Autopista). Tickets are sold for Viazul buses (Biasul is a company serving foreign tourists throughout the country) - 20 CUC per person to Havana and back. Four flights per day. The bus is on the road for 2.5 hours, the official stops were: “Matanzas bus station” and another stop for 10 minutes. at the cafe with a toilet. Flight schedule: from Varadero to Havana: 8.00 - 11.35 - 15.30 - 18.00 - 21.30 (but need to be specified). 2) about. Cayo Largo, Caribbean Sea, the whitest sand, iguanas, beautiful sea, fish, albatrosses, etc. A useful and beautiful excursion, with a flight (the plane is small, but normal). If you take through an agency, then be sure to check if there will be a Russian-speaking guide (we didn’t have a Russian-speaking guide in the group, without knowing a foreign language, somehow not at all, I just looked around). 3) you can independently negotiate through the local population, such excursions are also not bad, and some are even better. What to buy. Personally, I went there, also with the goal of buying real Cuban rum (I took 9 bottles + 2 bottles with me, no one limited it, no problem) & # 61514; , coffee (2 kg. ). Rum: the most famous: Legendario (Legendario) 7l. : elixir - sweetish (with honey), and pure rum; Havana Club 7l. ; Caney 7L are considered the best. and Santiago de Cuba (Santiago de Cuba) 7l. ; Mulata (also not bad, it is added to cocktails). Coffee: Qubita (strong), Serano, Turchino, Molido are all good. Cigars: Montecristo, Romeo and Juliet, Guantanamera, Cohiba, Monterrey. Souvenirs: all kinds of products made of leather, wood, fruits. In general, the hotel seemed somehow uncomfortable to me. If it were not for my "nostalgia" for the last hotel, I probably would have liked this hotel. You can live cleanly, sympathetically, in the end, after all, we don’t eat at the hotel. I would like to say that nothing marred my stay in Cuba so much that I would not want to return there again. Cuba, this is my love - forever! I don’t even know if I’ll return / I’ll be back & # 61514; / I would go to this hotel - I don’t know. I liked the previous hotel more, but the location of this one. Guys, everyone who was during this period, with whom I spent this wonderful time - hello, and thank you for being there! Any questions, write to nikolaewa. alena2011@yandex. ru. Adió s amigos! /Bye, friends! /
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the hotel is excellent, nothing upset, the only thing in our room was no shampoo at all. But this is a trifle, you see. location in the center of Varadero, the best disco is right across the road, everyone comes there by bus. the best cafes and markets are also within a 5-minute walk. The locals are not arrogant, not annoying, everyone smiles and greets! taking excursions at the hotel is not worth it, it turns out expensive, we took the first one, then regretted it.
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the hotel is excellent, nothing upset, the only thing in our room was no shampoo at all. But this is a trifle, you see. location in the center of Varadero, the best disco is right across the road, everyone comes there by bus. the best cafes and markets are also within a 5-minute walk. The locals are not arrogant, not annoying, everyone smiles and greets! taking excursions at the hotel is not worth it, it turns out expensive, we took the first one, then regretted it. We met a Russian woman, she is local, she arrived there at 85 for permanent residence. Lecturer at the institute. Take excursions through it, 2-3 times cheaper. She is in her retro car with a driver. in general, I highly recommend it, a lot of interesting information, Russian is ideal and just our man to his liking!
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We rested in Cuatro Palms from 02.12. 11 to 14.12. 11. I really liked the rest, but first things first. About the flight. Transaero Airlines non-stop flight Domodedovo-Varadero in 11 hours. But we were unspeakably “lucky”, as our Russian tourists, having bought a bunch of alcohol in Duty Free as it should be, began to celebrate the beginning of the holiday on board.
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We rested in Cuatro Palms from 02.12. 11 to 14.12. 11. I really liked the rest, but first things first. About the flight. Transaero Airlines non-stop flight Domodedovo-Varadero in 11 hours. But we were unspeakably “lucky”, as our Russian tourists, having bought a bunch of alcohol in Duty Free as it should be, began to celebrate the beginning of the holiday on board. And somewhere by the 7th hour of the flight, the floor of the plane was in the "trash". We were sitting in the first salon, but in the third a big fight broke out. The flight attendants could not separate them, and prudently dumped them into business class. During the fight, someone there became ill and the crew decided to make an emergency landing in… Canada! There, the local police took away three brawlers and the ambulance of the one who became ill. We sat in Canada without leaving the plane for 4 hours. Therefore, we got to Varadero only late at night! Now about the hotel: A hotel for unpretentious and very unpretentious tourists For unpretentious - the main building, which has a status of 4 * and stands right on the ocean and for very unpretentious tourists, 2-storey knowledge, called bungalows, which are called "Las Palmas" is 3 *. Bungalows are across the street. And they are different too! The building "2" closest to the road is the most calm and quiet. The third one was under renovation at the time. But building "4", "5", "6" is located in close proximity to the nightclub "Havana Club". Therefore, those who want to sleep peacefully at night, I advise you to abandon these buildings, the music will rumble until 3-4 in the morning. The bungalow rooms are all ugly, but I didn't care. For those who are interested I will describe. The furniture is old and broken in some places, there is a small refrigerator, a TV (there was some kind of Russian channel... TV3, I think). There is a safe (the key to it is the same as from the door). The room was cleaned every day, even flowers were sometimes brought. If, well, you don’t like it at all, you can pay extra. fee to move to 4* (but this is only if they have available rooms, and they will appear immediately if you offer a fee in excess of the established rates) Surcharge for the best ocean view room is 25 cuc per day. The rest are cheaper (garden view, pool view and so on). Rooms in 4 * are a little bigger and the renovation is fresher there, but the balconies are much smaller. The hotel area is small. One pool, where, by the way, you can’t swim too much, since in one part the water is waist-deep, and in the other the water is cold Main restaurant next to the pool. The food is ok, I liked everything. The only thing - no seafood and little fruit. And everything is possible there. The hotel has 2 bars - one in the lobby, and the second at the entrance to the beach, where a wonderful bartender puts on a show and makes cocktails tastier than in the bar in the lobby. There are also 3 a la carte restaurants. Italian and 2 Cuban. We were only in the restaurant "Cuba" - not really liked it, to be honest. They also wanted to go to Italian, but the day before, one of the guys there was badly poisoned... And the third restaurant on the beach. Everyone praised him by the way, but we were also satisfied with the food in the main restaurant. The beach is nice wide, cleaned it every day. The ocean is amazing!! ! Even words are not enough to describe its beauty. Loungers on the beach and by the pool were enough for everyone. What else? The hotel was about half Russian and half Canadian. Girls from the reception do not speak Russian. English or Spanish. I was often asked by our tourists to help with the translation. So don't worry if you don't know languages, someone will definitely help. In general, Russian-speaking Cubans met there often. A few words about animation. Well, how…. of course she is. But not like in Turkey or Egypt. In the afternoon, there were some classes on the beach, then volleyball, then salsa lessons and in the evening - a show. So-so in general. The hotel was declared to be suitable for families with children. No no and one more time no. No playgrounds, no baby food, no children's animation. The only thing that happened was babysitting for money and that's it! The only thing I liked was live music from 8 to 9 and only Cuban songs were played…. very good. Well, after the show at 11 pm, the floor of the hotel of youth smoothly crawled into the Havana Club. There they dance until the morning! It was very cool and fun and there was almost no local population. Entry 5 cuc. And further…. I highly recommend not to abuse cocktails there, even if they mix it there! In the morning, many complained that they had 1-2 cocktails and danced until they dropped, but in the morning they don’t remember anything. About souvenirs: Well, there is not much to say. Only the "golden triangle of Cuba": rum - cigars, coffee. I'll tell you about each. The only rum that can be bought outside of Cuba is Havana Club, the rest are not exported. "Havana Club" - good rum, but not interesting ))) Another rum is Santiago-de-Cuba. This rum is sold only in Cuba! This rum was recommended to us by the Cubans themselves. Also a good rum, but still I liked Legendario more (you can also buy it only in Cuba) - I advise you to buy it. From cigars - I’ll say right away that I don’t understand anything about them. The locals recommended Cohiba (Fidel's favorite, but very strong) MonteCristo of medium strength. Pomeo & Julet are about the same. And Guantanomero are the lightest. Coffee - the hotel brewed Cubita, try if you like you can buy in any store. I also really liked Serrano, a red pack, recognized as good coffee. They have a new variety "MonteCristo" recently on the market - excellent coffee!! ! And I also liked the coffee…. I don’t remember the name... a green pack, super coffee for making cappuccino. And now the main thing. You will be told that prices in Cuba are fixed and the price is the same everywhere! Nonsense! Maybe according to the law it is so, but tourist areas have their own laws! Normal prices for rum - "Havana Club" seven-year 0.75 costs 7.60 cuc- "Santiago-de-Cuba" five-leaf 0.75 costs 5.60 cuc- "Legendario" 0.75 also somewhere around 7 cuc They came at about 11 pm to the shop to the right of the hotel "Santiago-de-Cuba" five years 0.75 cost 11.80 cuc!!!!!!! ! Although in the afternoon this aunt praised us this rum and it cost 5.60 cuc. So, in the shops near the hotel, they raise prices in the evening or at the peak of the season! Do not be lazy, walk to "Panamericano" something like a shopping center (from the hotel to the right and it will be on the right side) for 10-15 minutes on foot. You won’t miss it, there is a hotel with alcohol and the prices there are normal. So this is a government store. The same goes for cigars and coffee. Buy them in Havana, where the state. prices. And bartenders-cleaners-employees will offer rum cigars - cheaper, I do not advise you to buy. Basically, it's a fake. A box of expensive Cohiba can't cost 35 cuc. Cubans also learned to make money on tourists, so only the state. the shops. Another feature for those who go driving in a car in Cuba. The local currency is the peso. Cookies or convertible pesos - currency valid only in tourist areas! Leaving it outside, no one will sell you anything for cookies! Of course, they will be able to “for the kindness of their souls” change you for pesos, but keep in mind that the rate will be extremely disadvantageous for you! And by the way, it's against the law for them. Therefore, the exchange of money will be "secret". And one more thing - I liked their souvenirs cards made of leather, of course they sell a lot in souvenir shops, but I came across really beautiful ones from only one uncle. The very first souvenir market on the right side of the hotel. We also bought cowhide flip-flops there…. excellent flip flops, I liked them very much and cost 3 kopecks I bought for gifts, well, for myself for one thing! About the exchange of money: In the reviews they often write that it is more profitable to take euros than dollars. This is true. It's even more profitable to take Canadian dollars, but that's if there are any The exchangers are located to the right of the hotel (an inconspicuous hut with the inscription "Cadeca") and the second in the hotel which is to the left of Cuatro Palms. Hospital for tourists across the street from the hotel. The sockets are not European, the adapter can be borrowed from the guy who gives out towels to the beach. About excursions: We took Natalie Tours. 2 excursions "Colonial Havana" and "Cayo Largo Island" Havana - I do not advise Natalie. The only thing I liked was the guide. They didn’t really see Havana... For half a day they were collecting everyone from hotels, and then on the third space rushed through Havana. Everything I could see in Havana I liked. I advise you to rent a car and go to Cayo Largo yourself HIGHLY advise. This is an air tour. On a small plane flight to the island. See and feed the iguanas there. See the extraordinary beauty of the beaches, coral reefs....And of course, the Caribbean Sea itself. This is a fairytale. This is what we drove. I also heard good reviews from the Three Cities tour, but this is for 2 days. But the rest of the categorically did not like. Everyone in the hotel had a lot of fun. And for those who came one at a time and together and in a large crowd....we all united in one large and friendly company of Russian-Canadian-Ukrainian-Italian tourists. And had a great time!! ! I also highly recommend renting a car and driving around Cuba. This is an amazing country!! ! Well, I guess I'll end with this! To everyone who is going to Cuba and to this hotel - a great holiday and I envy you a little
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Good day to all. This was our first trip to the other end of the world and expectations did not disappoint us. They flew from Domodedovo by Transaero. A red-faced security guard wandered around the plane and sniffed at the passengers, asked provocative questions about alcohol and led his nose like a marginal traffic cop.
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This was our first trip to the other end of the world and expectations did not disappoint us. They flew from Domodedovo by Transaero. A red-faced security guard wandered around the plane and sniffed at the passengers, asked provocative questions about alcohol and led his nose like a marginal traffic cop. At the end of the flight, having sniffed the answers, he moved to the tail of the plane, curled up and drooling happily fell asleep. We went on an excursion, like for water, to look at this snoring drunken torso. Also, according to rumors, two aunts fought in the first salon, fought to the death, pulled out hair and tried to scalp each other, they probably thought Cuban machos could be lured with a bald skull.
At the Varadero airport, we passed by rested departing compatriots. Sad, tired, tanned muzzles, with blue noses and red eyes, looked at us from behind the glass. Showing them the language, we went to customs. There were no special problems with customs, and within an hour we invaded the land of Cuba. While we were driving to the hotel, some experienced “Groom Fedorov”, who had been to Cuba and, according to him, was almost the main sidekick of Fidel, or even Che himself, frightened us with scary stories about mutant crabs that puncture the tires of tourists’ cars. At the hotel at the reception, we were quickly handed a card from room 5309 and a foil-sealed plate with grubs. To our question “barbarmia? ”, like “Where should we go? ”, the aunt answered “Kergud” and pointed into the mysterious distance. Unfortunately, we did not find the Negro Maksimka, who would show us the room and take the suitcases, and therefore ran around the hotel for another half an hour, colliding and greeting the same Russian poor fellows for the 45th time. They were easy to identify by suitcases with the inscription "Domodedovo" and a plate under the arm. The room was in the next building. In appearance and content, it was quite standard, standard mosquitoes, refrigerator, TV, etc. There was a sandwich and a banana on the plate, and water, beer and some soda in the fridge. After having dinner and taking a shower, we went to bed, but alluring Cuba, not letting us fall asleep, called us in search of adventure. But this journey ended at the hotel, as a 24-hour bar was calculated not far from the reception. We easily tamed the aboriginal bartender by throwing one euro coins into his pocket, since we had not changed the cookies yet. And a miracle happened, he began to love and understand us! And although he was completely wild and illiterate, that is, he did not understand Russian and even English at all, we somehow understood that he now loves Russia and if he has a son, he will call him Volodyaputin, and if his daughter is Dimamedvedevna . Still, Cuba is a wonderland and a few coins with a lighter as a gift begin to work wonders. The bartender admitted that his name was Lazuro and for some reason blushed, but in view of the peculiarities of his hairiness, we called him Shaggy. And he, looking around, said that he was ready to sell us 11-year-old rum for a ridiculous price of 25 cookies and local coffee, too, "GOOD PRICE". By the way, I’ll tell you about the exchange rate, for 100 euros they gave 137 cookies, and for 100 US dollars 85 cookies.
Morning at the Atlantic is something. Extraordinarily beautiful sandy beaches, majestic and kind ocean. True, one could find garbage in the sand - plastic bottles and glasses, but I think it's not the hotel's fault, but dirty tourists. If anyone compares Egypt and Turkey, and God forbid the Black Sea resorts, those will be struck by the desertedness of Cuban beaches.
Breakfast simply fascinated us, as from some children's books, we sat at tables with goodies, we were served by blacks and called us Signors. It is worth noting that the food has always been 5 plus. I liked natural juices, delicious ice cream, pork in various forms, seafood. Although the choice of dishes was not as great as in Turkey and Egypt, everything was very unexpectedly tasty. But even among the Russians there were comrades twisting their noses and snorting at the wretchedness of the table. Such comrades are not our seniors, but I simply express my opinion. To finish the topic of Bacchus’s possessions, I’ll let you know who are especially curious, only those who lack show-offs can sign up for dinner at hotel restaurants (Italian, international and Cuban), and it’s better to dine first in an ordinary restaurant, and only then, having hung around with cameras and camcorders, go for impressions in thieves' restaurants. Those who are not satisfied with the quality of cocktails in the bar at the reception should visit the evening bar near the beach. The bald amigo arranges funny shows in it, juggles bottles and throws ice into glasses over his shoulder. True, nature did not reward him with accuracy, and therefore the genre of this circus performance, either clowning or juggling, remained a mystery to us. The Daytime Snack Bar gave the hungry rations of their choice, either crap with unleavened chips or unleavened chips with crap. But with beer, rum or whiskey, everything flew away for a sweet soul. By the way, I recommend everyone to take thermal mugs, firstly, your mug is a priori, and secondly, the drinks in it are always cool, all foreign foreigners walked along the beach with such ones, it is very convenient.
There were never any problems with cleaning the rooms, a cookie on the pillow, a tube of nail polish as a gift and everything is always clean. Once we were ambushed by a maid, a black woman with pink palms, and for a long time emotionally beat the earth, thanking for the presents. I advise you to take an adapter for sockets with an adapter for 220 with you on a trip. A safe in the room is a useful and necessary thing, it is especially nice that it is free. The air conditioner plowed like Papa Carlo during periods of inspiration. Of the minuses of the room, it is worth noting the peeling bath, mosquitoes biting the legs and the lack of water in the refrigerator. Probably Cubans think that we, like camels, can get by with a bottle of water for 2 weeks.
Now about transport and excursions. You can and should ride a cube on everything that has wheels. To begin with, we took a 55 BC dryndulet-swivel-cabriolet, and swollen with pride, we swept it around Varadero for 20 cookies. If you want to explore the whole city and not depend on anyone, rent scooters for a day in the hotel lobby. If the man in the hall, the chief of mopeds, asks you something, say all "SI-SI" and you will be happy, because he asks for sure if you know how to drive. A liter of gasoline is given with a moped and therefore it is necessary to fill it up immediately, gasoline-refueling to the right 4th block and then to the left. We got one moped that wouldn't start with the key. After walking around him with a tambourine and spells, we were already desperate, but then we decided to just start the pepelats with a foot lever and, lo and behold, he wound up. Advice to all, wear a long-sleeved shirt or immediately smear your hands and face with sunscreen, otherwise you will return to the hotel with a sunburn of 10 degrees.
About excursions. Comparing prices, we realized and then empirically convinced that excursions are best done not by bus, but by taxi. Even if the three of us go, it turns out cheaper and plus a taxi driver can take you to very interesting haunting places where official bus tourists do not go. So we went to Havana and to a diving center in the Caribbean, with a visit to a crocodile farm. Each trip costs 180 cookies. One problem, there are only 3 Russian-speaking taxi drivers in the whole Cuba. If anyone is interested, one of them is Comrade Osmani with a phone number +535294156.
In the hall of the hotel, not far from the bar, an elderly gentleman constantly sits during the day, who has made it his life's goal to sell someone at least one car for rent. Since, in addition to Spanish, he spoke only Alfendio, Lilau, and probably Albanian, we decided to communicate with him with gestures and pictures. In the process of communication, it turned out that he is also a wonderful Mime and judging by his gestures, grimaces and jumps, he can even get us a Titanic with a Dicabrio tied to the bow of the ship for a trip around Cuba. But when we ordered him the 307th Pyzhik-cabriolet, which he had in every catalog, after long calls to his homies, he became sad and said that there were only 3 such jerks in all of Cuba, and 2 of them had just broken, and the 3rd someone just rented it. Then his eyes lit up and he began to sell us some kind of miracle of the Chinese car industry. For a long time he tracked us down in the hotel and shook the catalogs, muttering something, raising his hands to the sky. I will say that, in the end, for traveling around Cuba, we rented a Hyundai H-1 minibus from one office. By the way, I recommend it to everyone, spacious, diesel and comfortable. By the way, for those who are interested, renting such a unit costs from 9 am to 8 pm the next day 370 cookies with a full tank + 250 cookies of insurance, which will be returned if you do not kill this Pepelats.
Lyrical digression… Having prayed, we rushed to the unknown CUBA, the end point of which was Trinidad. The navigator, with a map of Cuba uploaded in Navitel in Moscow, first told us to go to the fields, then turn into the sea and run over a local policeman picking his nose along the way, looking down a little, he advised us to drown ourselves in the ocean, and finally grunted terribly and died. But we did not lose heart, we found a map of Cuba, similar to a map from a pack of Belomor, and rushed along it into the mysterious distance. You can watch this journey here http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=nSJLhPtQMeg. By the way, I consider this trip the best adventure of the whole trip to Cuba. It is almost impossible to get lost in Cuba, you just need to smile at the natives and say, for example, Trinidad. I do not recommend planting crowds of Cubans voting by the road. Firstly, it is impossible to understand where they are going, secondly, there is nothing to talk about, since they 100% do not understand anything other than their native language, and thirdly, it will be a whole problem to get them out of the car.
The problem of spending the night in Trinidad was resolved by itself, in the square near the ruins a cheerful English-speaking black man in shorts and combat boots approached us and offered us a place to stay for the night. Taking us around the city, he showed us several good private hotels. In one of them we stopped at 10 cookies from the nose. The hostess prepared a dinner with lobsters (15 cookies per pug) and a great breakfast (4 cookies) for an additional fee. Negro Rafael drove a couple of times for rum to the supermarket, and each time he dragged his different children with rum, who had to give all the available souvenirs. They even wanted to give the smallest one the steering wheel from our car, but fortunately they did not find a suitable key. In the morning, Rafael drew himself up again and gave a tour of the city, we estimated his services at 15 cookies, and apparently moved, he shed a tear and “turning on the fool” shod us for another 20 cookies. Waving his hand after him, he ran to the square to look for the next bad tourists.
Not far from Trinidad, we found a secluded beach and hiccuped in the Caribbean. Mystically, 2 fisherwomen suddenly appeared on the shore, and a friendly conversation began between us for many hours, from which we only learned that one of them was called Yusmani. The second put on our fins, a spear gun, and dived into the sea. In 2 hours he shot 2 small lobsters, 3 fish and 1 large sea crab. In the end, they invited us to their village, where we got acquainted with the whole family, treated ourselves to the shot catch. What struck me the most was the poverty in which they live. Crabs and lobsters got stuck in our throats when we thought we were eating these kind people. After giving them 20 cookies, we rushed home and all the way to Varadero wept into each other's vests. By the way, at one of the gas stations we were honestly cheated, we bought 10 liters of diesel fuel for 12 cookies, we were fueled by a Cuban with honest eyes like the Pope. But having driven a few kilometers, we realized that we were driving on an old stock.
It is a pity that we spent so little time in Cuba, there were a lot of interesting things in the hotel itself, a yacht on the beach, a salsa school, excellent daily animation, a magician, discos, evening performances by a cheerful group with sad songs in the hotel lobby.
Wait for us again CUBA!
This was our first trip to the other end of the world and expectations did not disappoint us. They flew from Domodedovo by Transaero. A red-faced security guard wandered around the plane and sniffed at the passengers, asked provocative questions about alcohol and led his nose like a marginal traffic cop. At the end of the flight, having sniffed the answers, he moved to the tail of the plane, curled up and drooling happily fell asleep. We went on an excursion, like for water, to look at this snoring drunken torso. Also, according to rumors, two aunts fought in the first salon, fought to the death, pulled out hair and tried to scalp each other, they probably thought Cuban machos could be lured with a bald skull.
At the Varadero airport, we passed by rested departing compatriots. Sad, tired, tanned muzzles, with blue noses and red eyes, looked at us from behind the glass. Showing them the language, we went to customs. There were no special problems with customs, and within an hour we invaded the land of Cuba. While we were driving to the hotel, some experienced “Groom Fedorov”, who had been to Cuba and, according to him, was almost the main sidekick of Fidel, or even Che himself, frightened us with scary stories about mutant crabs that puncture the tires of tourists’ cars. At the hotel at the reception, we were quickly handed a card from room 5309 and a foil-sealed plate with grubs. To our question “barbarmia? ”, like “Where should we go? ”, the aunt answered “Kergud” and pointed into the mysterious distance. Unfortunately, we did not find the Negro Maksimka, who would show us the room and take the suitcases, and therefore ran around the hotel for another half an hour, colliding and greeting the same Russian poor fellows for the 45th time. They were easy to identify by suitcases with the inscription "Domodedovo" and a plate under the arm. The room was in the next building. In appearance and content, it was quite standard, standard mosquitoes, refrigerator, TV, etc. There was a sandwich and a banana on the plate, and water, beer and some soda in the fridge. After having dinner and taking a shower, we went to bed, but alluring Cuba, not letting us fall asleep, called us in search of adventure. But this journey ended at the hotel, as a 24-hour bar was calculated not far from the reception. We easily tamed the aboriginal bartender by throwing one euro coins into his pocket, since we had not changed the cookies yet. And a miracle happened, he began to love and understand us! And although he was completely wild and illiterate, that is, he did not understand Russian and even English at all, we somehow understood that he now loves Russia and if he has a son, he will call him Volodyaputin, and if his daughter is Dimamedvedevna . Still, Cuba is a wonderland and a few coins with a lighter as a gift begin to work wonders. The bartender admitted that his name was Lazuro and for some reason blushed, but in view of the peculiarities of his hairiness, we called him Shaggy. And he, looking around, said that he was ready to sell us 11-year-old rum for a ridiculous price of 25 cookies and local coffee, too, "GOOD PRICE". By the way, I’ll tell you about the exchange rate, for 100 euros they gave 137 cookies, and for 100 US dollars 85 cookies.
Morning at the Atlantic is something. Extraordinarily beautiful sandy beaches, majestic and kind ocean. True, one could find garbage in the sand - plastic bottles and glasses, but I think it's not the hotel's fault, but dirty tourists. If anyone compares Egypt and Turkey, and God forbid the Black Sea resorts, those will be struck by the desertedness of Cuban beaches.
Breakfast simply fascinated us, as from some children's books, we sat at tables with goodies, we were served by blacks and called us Signors. It is worth noting that the food has always been 5 plus. I liked natural juices, delicious ice cream, pork in various forms, seafood. Although the choice of dishes was not as great as in Turkey and Egypt, everything was very unexpectedly tasty. But even among the Russians there were comrades twisting their noses and snorting at the wretchedness of the table. Such comrades are not our seniors, but I simply express my opinion. To finish the topic of Bacchus’s possessions, I’ll let you know who are especially curious, only those who lack show-offs can sign up for dinner at hotel restaurants (Italian, international and Cuban), and it’s better to dine first in an ordinary restaurant, and only then, having hung around with cameras and camcorders, go for impressions in thieves' restaurants. Those who are not satisfied with the quality of cocktails in the bar at the reception should visit the evening bar near the beach. The bald amigo arranges funny shows in it, juggles bottles and throws ice into glasses over his shoulder. True, nature did not reward him with accuracy, and therefore the genre of this circus performance, either clowning or juggling, remained a mystery to us. The Daytime Snack Bar gave the hungry rations of their choice, either crap with unleavened chips or unleavened chips with crap. But with beer, rum or whiskey, everything flew away for a sweet soul. By the way, I recommend everyone to take thermal mugs, firstly, your mug is a priori, and secondly, the drinks in it are always cool, all foreign foreigners walked along the beach with such ones, it is very convenient.
There were never any problems with cleaning the rooms, a cookie on the pillow, a tube of nail polish as a gift and everything is always clean. Once we were ambushed by a maid, a black woman with pink palms, and for a long time emotionally beat the earth, thanking for the presents. I advise you to take an adapter for sockets with an adapter for 220 with you on a trip. A safe in the room is a useful and necessary thing, it is especially nice that it is free. The air conditioner plowed like Papa Carlo during periods of inspiration. Of the minuses of the room, it is worth noting the peeling bath, mosquitoes biting the legs and the lack of water in the refrigerator. Probably Cubans think that we, like camels, can get by with a bottle of water for 2 weeks.
Now about transport and excursions. You can and should ride a cube on everything that has wheels. To begin with, we took a 55 BC dryndulet-swivel-cabriolet, and swollen with pride, we swept it around Varadero for 20 cookies. If you want to explore the whole city and not depend on anyone, rent scooters for a day in the hotel lobby. If the man in the hall, the chief of mopeds, asks you something, say all "SI-SI" and you will be happy, because he asks for sure if you know how to drive. A liter of gasoline is given with a moped and therefore it is necessary to fill it up immediately, gasoline-refueling to the right 4th block and then to the left. We got one moped that wouldn't start with the key. After walking around him with a tambourine and spells, we were already desperate, but then we decided to just start the pepelats with a foot lever and, lo and behold, he wound up. Advice to all, wear a long-sleeved shirt or immediately smear your hands and face with sunscreen, otherwise you will return to the hotel with a sunburn of 10 degrees.
About excursions. Comparing prices, we realized and then empirically convinced that excursions are best done not by bus, but by taxi. Even if the three of us go, it turns out cheaper and plus a taxi driver can take you to very interesting haunting places where official bus tourists do not go. So we went to Havana and to a diving center in the Caribbean, with a visit to a crocodile farm. Each trip costs 180 cookies. One problem, there are only 3 Russian-speaking taxi drivers in the whole Cuba. If anyone is interested, one of them is Comrade Osmani with a phone number +535294156.
In the hall of the hotel, not far from the bar, an elderly gentleman constantly sits during the day, who has made it his life's goal to sell someone at least one car for rent. Since, in addition to Spanish, he spoke only Alfendio, Lilau, and probably Albanian, we decided to communicate with him with gestures and pictures. In the process of communication, it turned out that he is also a wonderful Mime and judging by his gestures, grimaces and jumps, he can even get us a Titanic with a Dicabrio tied to the bow of the ship for a trip around Cuba. But when we ordered him the 307th Pyzhik-cabriolet, which he had in every catalog, after long calls to his homies, he became sad and said that there were only 3 such jerks in all of Cuba, and 2 of them had just broken, and the 3rd someone just rented it. Then his eyes lit up and he began to sell us some kind of miracle of the Chinese car industry. For a long time he tracked us down in the hotel and shook the catalogs, muttering something, raising his hands to the sky. I will say that, in the end, for traveling around Cuba, we rented a Hyundai H-1 minibus from one office. By the way, I recommend it to everyone, spacious, diesel and comfortable. By the way, for those who are interested, renting such a unit costs from 9 am to 8 pm the next day 370 cookies with a full tank + 250 cookies of insurance, which will be returned if you do not kill this Pepelats.
Lyrical digression… Having prayed, we rushed to the unknown CUBA, the end point of which was Trinidad. The navigator, with a map of Cuba uploaded in Navitel in Moscow, first told us to go to the fields, then turn into the sea and run over a local policeman picking his nose along the way, looking down a little, he advised us to drown ourselves in the ocean, and finally grunted terribly and died. But we did not lose heart, we found a map of Cuba, similar to a map from a pack of Belomor, and rushed along it into the mysterious distance. You can watch this journey here http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=nSJLhPtQMeg. By the way, I consider this trip the best adventure of the whole trip to Cuba. It is almost impossible to get lost in Cuba, you just need to smile at the natives and say, for example, Trinidad. I do not recommend planting crowds of Cubans voting by the road. Firstly, it is impossible to understand where they are going, secondly, there is nothing to talk about, since they 100% do not understand anything other than their native language, and thirdly, it will be a whole problem to get them out of the car.
The problem of spending the night in Trinidad was resolved by itself, in the square near the ruins a cheerful English-speaking black man in shorts and combat boots approached us and offered us a place to stay for the night. Taking us around the city, he showed us several good private hotels. In one of them we stopped at 10 cookies from the nose. The hostess prepared a dinner with lobsters (15 cookies per pug) and a great breakfast (4 cookies) for an additional fee. Negro Rafael drove a couple of times for rum to the supermarket, and each time he dragged his different children with rum, who had to give all the available souvenirs. They even wanted to give the smallest one the steering wheel from our car, but fortunately they did not find a suitable key. In the morning, Rafael drew himself up again and gave a tour of the city, we estimated his services at 15 cookies, and apparently moved, he shed a tear and “turning on the fool” shod us for another 20 cookies. Waving his hand after him, he ran to the square to look for the next bad tourists.
Not far from Trinidad, we found a secluded beach and hiccuped in the Caribbean. Mystically, 2 fisherwomen suddenly appeared on the shore, and a friendly conversation began between us for many hours, from which we only learned that one of them was called Yusmani. The second put on our fins, a spear gun, and dived into the sea. In 2 hours he shot 2 small lobsters, 3 fish and 1 large sea crab. In the end, they invited us to their village, where we got acquainted with the whole family, treated ourselves to the shot catch. What struck me the most was the poverty in which they live. Crabs and lobsters got stuck in our throats when we thought we were eating these kind people. After giving them 20 cookies, we rushed home and all the way to Varadero wept into each other's vests. By the way, at one of the gas stations we were honestly cheated, we bought 10 liters of diesel fuel for 12 cookies, we were fueled by a Cuban with honest eyes like the Pope. But having driven a few kilometers, we realized that we were driving on an old stock.
It is a pity that we spent so little time in Cuba, there were a lot of interesting things in the hotel itself, a yacht on the beach, a salsa school, excellent daily animation, a magician, discos, evening performances by a cheerful group with sad songs in the hotel lobby.
Wait for us again CUBA!
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Good day to all. This was our first trip to the other end of the world and expectations did not disappoint us. They flew from Domodedovo by Transaero. A red-faced security guard wandered around the plane and sniffed at the passengers, asked provocative questions about alcohol and led his nose like a marginal traffic cop.
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Good day to all. This was our first trip to the other end of the world and expectations did not disappoint us. They flew from Domodedovo by Transaero. A red-faced security guard wandered around the plane and sniffed at the passengers, asked provocative questions about alcohol and led his nose like a marginal traffic cop. At the end of the flight, having sniffed the answers, he moved to the tail of the plane, curled up and drooling happily fell asleep. We went on an excursion, like for water, to look at this snoring drunken torso. Also, according to rumors, two aunts fought in the first salon, fought to the death, pulled out hair and tried to scalp each other, they probably thought Cuban machos could be lured with a bald skull. At the Varadero airport, we passed by rested departing compatriots. Sad, tired, tanned muzzles, with blue noses and red eyes, looked at us from behind the glass. Showing them the language, we went to customs. There were no special problems with customs, and in an hour we invaded the land of Cuba. While we were driving to the hotel, some experienced “Groom Fedorov”, who had been to Cuba and, according to him, was almost the main sidekick of Fidel, or even Che himself, frightened us with scary stories about mutant crabs that puncture the tires of tourists’ cars. At the hotel at the reception, we were quickly handed a card from room 5309 and a foil-sealed plate with grubs. To our question “barbarmia? ”, like “Where should we go? ”, the aunt answered “Kergud” and pointed into the mysterious distance. Unfortunately, we did not find the Negro Maksimka, who would show us the room and take the suitcases, and therefore ran around the hotel for another half an hour, colliding and greeting the same Russian poor fellows for the 45th time. They were easy to identify by suitcases with the inscription "Domodedovo" and a plate under the arm. The room was in the next building. In appearance and content, it was quite standard, standard mosquitoes, a refrigerator, a TV, etc. A sandwich and a banana were found in the plate, and water, beer and some kind of soda in the refrigerator. After having dinner and taking a shower, we went to bed, but alluring Cuba, without letting us fall asleep, called us in search of adventure. . But this journey ended at the hotel, as a 24-hour bar was calculated not far from the reception. We easily tamed the aboriginal bartender by throwing one euro coins into his pocket, since we had not changed the cookies yet. And a miracle happened, he began to love and understand us! And although he was completely wild and illiterate, that is, he did not understand Russian and even English at all, we somehow understood that he now loves Russia and if he has a son, he will call him Volodyaputin, and if his daughter is Dimamedvedevna . Still, Cuba is a wonderland and a few coins with a lighter as a gift begin to work wonders. The bartender admitted that his name was Lazuro and for some reason blushed, but in view of the peculiarities of his hairiness, we called him Shaggy. And he, looking around, said that he was ready to sell us 11-year-old rum for a ridiculous price of 25 cookies and local coffee, too, "GOOD PRICE". By the way, let me tell you about the exchange rate, for 100 euros they gave 137 cookies, and for 100 US dollars they gave 85 cookies. Morning near the Atlantic is something. Extraordinarily beautiful sandy beaches, majestic and kind ocean. True, one could find garbage in the sand - plastic bottles and glasses, but I think it's not the hotel's fault, but dirty tourists. If anyone compares Egypt and Turkey, and God forbid the Black Sea resorts, those will be struck by the desertedness of Cuban beaches. Breakfast simply fascinated us, as from some children's books, we sat at tables with goodies, we were served by blacks and called us Signors. It is worth noting that the food has always been 5 plus. I liked natural juices, delicious ice cream, pork in various forms, seafood. Although the choice of dishes was not as great as in Turkey and Egypt, everything was very unexpectedly tasty. But even among the Russians there were comrades twisting their noses and snorting at the wretchedness of the table. Such comrades are not our seniors, but I just express my opinion. To finish the topic of Bacchus’s possessions, I’ll let you know who are especially curious, only those who lack show-offs can sign up for dinner at hotel restaurants (Italian, international and Cuban), and it’s better to dine first in an ordinary restaurant, and only then, having hung around with cameras and camcorders, go for impressions in thieves' restaurants. Those who are not satisfied with the quality of cocktails in the bar at the reception should visit the evening bar near the beach. The bald amigo arranges funny shows in it, juggles bottles and throws ice into glasses over his shoulder. True, nature did not reward him with accuracy, and therefore the genre of this circus performance, either clowning or juggling, remained a mystery to us. The Daytime Snack Bar gave the hungry rations of their choice, either crap with unleavened chips or unleavened chips with crap. But with beer, rum or whiskey, everything flew away for a sweet soul. By the way, I recommend everyone to take thermal mugs, firstly, your mug is a priori, and secondly, the drinks in it are always cool, all foreign foreigners walked along the beach with such, very convenient. There were never any problems with cleaning the rooms, a cookie on the pillow, a tube of nail polish as a gift and everything is always clean. Once we were ambushed by a maid, a black woman with pink palms, and for a long time emotionally beat the earth, thanking for the presents. I advise you to take an adapter for sockets with an adapter for 220 with you on a trip. A safe in the room is a useful and necessary thing, it is especially nice that it is free. The air conditioner plowed like Papa Carlo during periods of inspiration. Of the minuses of the room, it is worth noting the peeling bath, mosquitoes biting the legs and the lack of water in the refrigerator. Probably Cubans think that we, like camels, can get by with a bottle of water for 2 weeks. Now about transport and excursions. You can and should ride a cube on everything that has wheels. To begin with, we took a 55 BC dryndulet-shivrolet-cabriolet. e. , and swollen with pride, they swept it around Varadero for 20 cookies. If you want to explore the whole city and not depend on anyone, rent scooters for a day in the hotel lobby. If the man in the hall, the chief of mopeds, asks you something, say all "SI-SI" and you will be happy, because he asks for sure if you know how to drive. A liter of gasoline is given with a moped and therefore it is necessary to fill it up immediately, gasoline-refueling to the right 4th block and then to the left. We got one moped that wouldn't start with the key. After walking around him with a tambourine and spells, we were already desperate, but then we decided to just start the pepelats with a foot lever and, lo and behold, he wound up. Advice to all, wear a long-sleeved shirt or immediately smear your hands and face with sunscreen, otherwise you will return to the hotel with a sunburn of 10 degrees. About excursions. Comparing prices, we realized and then empirically convinced that excursions are best done not by bus, but by taxi. Even if the three of us go, it turns out cheaper and plus a taxi driver can take you to very interesting haunting places where official bus tourists do not go. So we went to Havana and to a diving center in the Caribbean, with a visit to a crocodile farm. Each trip costs 180 cookies. One problem, there are only 3 Russian-speaking taxi drivers in the whole Cuba. If anyone is interested, one of them is Comrade Osmani with a phone number +535294156. In the hall of the hotel, not far from the bar, an elderly gentleman constantly sits during the day, who has made it his life's goal to sell someone at least one car for rent. Since, in addition to Spanish, he spoke only Alfendio, Lilau, and probably Albanian, we decided to communicate with him with gestures and pictures. In the process of communication, it turned out that he is also a wonderful Mime and judging by his gestures, grimaces and jumps, he can even get us a Titanic with a Dicabrio tied to the bow of the ship for a trip around Cuba. But when we ordered him the 307th Pyzhik-cabriolet, which he had in every catalog, after long calls to his homies, he became sad and said that there were only 3 such jerks in all of Cuba, and 2 of them had just broken, and the 3rd someone just rented it. Then his eyes lit up and he began to sell us some kind of miracle of the Chinese car industry. For a long time he tracked us down in the hotel and shook the catalogs, muttering something, raising his hands to the sky. . I will say that, in the end, for traveling around Cuba, we rented a Hyundai H-1 minibus from one office. By the way, I recommend it to everyone, spacious, diesel and comfortable. By the way, for those who are interested, renting such a unit costs from 9 am to 8 pm the next day 370 cookies with a full tank + 250 cookies of insurance, which will be returned if you do not kill this Pepelats. Lyrical digression… Having prayed, we rushed to the unknown CUBA, the end point of which was Trinidad. The navigator, with a map of Cuba uploaded in Navitel in Moscow, first told us to go to the fields, then turn into the sea and run over a local policeman picking his nose along the way, looking down a little, he advised us to drown ourselves in the ocean, and finally grunted terribly and died. But we did not lose heart, we found a map of Cuba, similar to a map from a pack of Belomor, and rushed along it into the mysterious distance. This trip can be viewed here http://www.youtube.com/watch? v=nSJLhPtQMeg. By the way, I consider this trip the best adventure of the whole trip to Cuba. It is almost impossible to get lost in Cuba, you just need to smile at the natives and say, for example, Trinidad. I do not recommend planting crowds of Cubans voting by the road. Firstly, it is impossible to understand where they are going, secondly, there is nothing to talk about, since they 100% do not understand anything other than their native language, and thirdly, it will be a whole problem to get them out of the car. The problem of spending the night in Trinidad was resolved by itself, in the square near the ruins a cheerful English-speaking black man in shorts and combat boots approached us and offered us a place to stay for the night. Taking us around the city, he showed us several good private hotels. In one of them we stopped at 10 cookies from the nose. The hostess prepared a dinner with lobsters (15 cookies per pug) and a great breakfast (4 cookies) for an additional fee. Negro Rafael drove a couple of times for rum to the supermarket, and each time he dragged his different children with rum, who had to give all the available souvenirs. They even wanted to give the smallest one the steering wheel from our car, but fortunately they did not find a suitable key. In the morning, Rafael drew himself up again and gave a tour of the city, we estimated his services at 15 cookies, and apparently moved, he shed a tear and “turning on the fool” shod us for another 20 cookies. Waving his hand after him, he ran to the square to look for the next bad tourists. Not far from Trinidad, we found a secluded beach and hiccuped in the Caribbean. Mystically, 2 fisherwomen suddenly appeared on the shore, and a friendly conversation began between us for many hours, from which we only learned that one of them was called Yusmani. The second put on our fins, a spear gun, and dived into the sea. In 2 hours he shot 2 small lobsters, 3 fish and 1 large sea crab. In the end, they invited us to their village, where we got acquainted with the whole family, treated ourselves to the shot catch. What struck me the most was the poverty in which they live. Crabs and lobsters got stuck in our throats when we thought we were eating these kind people. After giving them 20 cookies, we rushed home and all the way to Varadero wept into each other's vests. By the way, at one of the gas stations we were honestly cheated, we bought 10 liters of diesel fuel for 12 cookies, we were fueled by a Cuban with honest eyes like the Pope. But after driving a few kilometers, we realized that we were driving on an old stock. It is a pity that we spent so little time in Cuba, there were a lot of interesting things in the hotel itself, a yacht on the beach, a salsa school, excellent daily animation, a magician, discos, evening performances by a cheerful group with sad songs in the hotel lobby. Wait for us again CUBA!
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I visited with my husband in January 2010. Cuba is my dream and nothing could ruin my vacation. Since I was preparing for this, I read a lot of reviews about Cuba and Cubans in general, about Varadero and about "horror stories" about their hotels. But I was not ready for +15 degrees of heat and stormy wind.
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I visited with my husband in January 2010.
Cuba is my dream and nothing could ruin my vacation. Since I was preparing for this, I read a lot of reviews about Cuba and Cubans in general, about Varadero and about "horror stories" about their hotels.
But I was not ready for +15 degrees of heat and stormy wind.
And in spite of everything - I was happy, I think that a person rests as he wants it - if everything infuriates him, of course, he will not like anything.
Cuba is beautiful, the sea is a fairy tale, songs and dances, rum by the river and cigars, isn't this what you wanted, dear friends, if this is what you want, relax and enjoy.
Havana - I was amazed, I didn’t expect to see such architecture at all - it’s very beautiful, even just wandering through its streets, sitting in cafes (of which there are many) - already an indescribable delight !!!
Traveling to Trinidad - excellent bus, guide - fluent in Russian, hotel in the mountains (better than Quattro Palmas))) - a fairy tale, hiking along the trails of Che - very cool!!!
About the Quattro Palmas hotel itself - a good bar - 1 cook - and the whole evening worthy cocktails to your taste, the food is normal, the pool is not big - but WHO NEED IT IN CUBA ???
Exercise, salsa lessons, water volleyball, sand volleyball, table tennis, catamarans - all included!!
Rescuers on the beach - mmmmmm the dream of a poetess !! )))
The hotel has 4 restaurants to choose from - Italy, Cuba, international and main, 3 bars - everywhere cocktails are prepared in different ways ! ! I am delighted, although I am used to a different kind of rest - lying on the beach and doing nothing, but since this was not possible (I repeat +15) we occupied ourselves - and this is more than possible!! ! Animation is not very diverse in the hotel, but all our own, we drank sambuca with the singer, danced with the animator, downloaded songs about Cuba from him.
There were no cockroaches and lizards)))
Like all Russians, we were first seated in a beautiful room - overlooking the disco, we were a little indignant and we were moved to the building (in my opinion it is called antique or something) - excellent, even a piece of the sea was visible)))
I remember now, sitting in a dusty office, how I cried looking at the sea on the last evening before leaving - and that's what I think, RESTING REST !! !
Cuba is my dream and nothing could ruin my vacation. Since I was preparing for this, I read a lot of reviews about Cuba and Cubans in general, about Varadero and about "horror stories" about their hotels.
But I was not ready for +15 degrees of heat and stormy wind.
And in spite of everything - I was happy, I think that a person rests as he wants it - if everything infuriates him, of course, he will not like anything.
Cuba is beautiful, the sea is a fairy tale, songs and dances, rum by the river and cigars, isn't this what you wanted, dear friends, if this is what you want, relax and enjoy.
Havana - I was amazed, I didn’t expect to see such architecture at all - it’s very beautiful, even just wandering through its streets, sitting in cafes (of which there are many) - already an indescribable delight !!!
Traveling to Trinidad - excellent bus, guide - fluent in Russian, hotel in the mountains (better than Quattro Palmas))) - a fairy tale, hiking along the trails of Che - very cool!!!
About the Quattro Palmas hotel itself - a good bar - 1 cook - and the whole evening worthy cocktails to your taste, the food is normal, the pool is not big - but WHO NEED IT IN CUBA ???
Exercise, salsa lessons, water volleyball, sand volleyball, table tennis, catamarans - all included!!
Rescuers on the beach - mmmmmm the dream of a poetess !! )))
The hotel has 4 restaurants to choose from - Italy, Cuba, international and main, 3 bars - everywhere cocktails are prepared in different ways ! ! I am delighted, although I am used to a different kind of rest - lying on the beach and doing nothing, but since this was not possible (I repeat +15) we occupied ourselves - and this is more than possible!! ! Animation is not very diverse in the hotel, but all our own, we drank sambuca with the singer, danced with the animator, downloaded songs about Cuba from him.
There were no cockroaches and lizards)))
Like all Russians, we were first seated in a beautiful room - overlooking the disco, we were a little indignant and we were moved to the building (in my opinion it is called antique or something) - excellent, even a piece of the sea was visible)))
I remember now, sitting in a dusty office, how I cried looking at the sea on the last evening before leaving - and that's what I think, RESTING REST !! !
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1. Beach!! ! Just great, very few people. 2. I really liked the food. Everything is fresh, freshly squeezed juices for breakfast (! ) Meat, fish, everything is delicious! 3. The rooms are normal, they clean every day, not all towels are changed... The furniture is certainly not very good, but quite acceptable.
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1. Beach!! ! Just great, very few people.
2. I really liked the food. Everything is fresh, freshly squeezed juices for breakfast (! ) Meat, fish, everything is delicious!
3. The rooms are normal, they clean every day, not all towels are changed... The furniture is certainly not very good, but quite acceptable.
2. I really liked the food. Everything is fresh, freshly squeezed juices for breakfast (! ) Meat, fish, everything is delicious!
3. The rooms are normal, they clean every day, not all towels are changed... The furniture is certainly not very good, but quite acceptable.
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Traveled with my husband in September 2009. The hotel is located in the center of Varadero, close to all markets and shops, a lot across the street from the hotel. There is even a local disco, locals and tourists gather, drink mojitos and dance on the roadway)) The hotel itself is not bad, of course, there are pluses and minuses.
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Traveled with my husband in September 2009. The hotel is located in the center of Varadero, close to all markets and shops, a lot across the street from the hotel. There is even a local disco, locals and tourists gather, drink mojitos and dance on the roadway)) The hotel itself is not bad, of course, there are pluses and minuses. Now, if anyone has been to Turkey (Alanya), then the hotels are very similar in terms of architecture and housekeeping. If you don’t leave a tip (which they love very much), they can clean it up badly, serve you last in a bar, etc. Pros: Cuba itself) and the fact that you flew in and relax)) the ocean is something !! ! the beauty!!! ! The inhabitants of Cuba are very interesting people, I would say, they look like gypsies. Especially women, they are not only big)) but they still put all the gold that they have on themselves and talk loudly with gestures))) some offer not only rum, cigars...... but also cocaine. Cons of the hotel: as you already know, if you don’t tip, then the attitude towards you is not very. There are wet and poorly washed plates in the dining room, in order to give you a fork and a spoon, you need to come up exactly three times and ask, in hotels there are air conditioners only in the rooms, in the evening it is very hot (stuffy) to sit in the bar, (but there is an air conditioner in the CUBA bar, yes there , it’s worth sitting, especially since the bartender not only makes excellent cocktails, he also entertains )) he can throw ice at you ))) and you back to him))) he catches it differently every time) But the OCEAN crosses out all the minuses !! ! Because of him, I fly there again, despite the long flight!! !
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Returned (we are two young people 28 years old and we have a kind of honeymoon trip) from a trip on 24.09. 09. , sorry from "paradise" We settled in the paid Las Palmas 3 *, inhaled the smell of mold, crushed a large (6 cm) cockroach, then a frog and moved the next day to Cuatro Palmas 4 *, a room with an ocean view ($ 250 for 10 nights).
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Returned (we are two young people 28 years old and we have a kind of honeymoon trip) from a trip on 24.09. 09. , sorry from "paradise"
We settled in the paid Las Palmas 3 *, inhaled the smell of mold, crushed a large (6 cm) cockroach, then a frog and moved the next day to Cuatro Palmas 4 *, a room with an ocean view ($ 250 for 10 nights). Shabby walls, a lampshade sideways, broken doors, and the air conditioner screaming like a rocket. Why no one wrote about air conditioners???! ! Sleep was impossible. They wanted to change the number, it turned out that everywhere they are. And these are the best!
Otherwise: the food is nothing but monotonous, the ocean is super, the beach is good. There is a sign in the lobby bar that says "feel free from cash with our all inclusive", while each bartender has a glass of money, and all the serving staff seem to not notice you without a tip. In general, we felt it to the fullest. Further, Cubans with their families come for the weekend and here the bacchanalia begins: at dinner everyone is in swimsuits and slates, there is noise, huge queues, if you don’t know how to push, you will only eat beans (it is not held in high esteem by the cubature), in the toilets it’s tin: everything various acts are passing by, paper is shredded, everything is in the water . . Well, on Sunday everything will fall into place... Excursions . . About nothing. Disgusting guides in broken Russian will not tell you anything anyway)) In Havana, for some reason, they took us to hotels and said "look how beautiful it is here !! " Separately about Cayo Largo. Everyone writes that sooooo cool and beautiful. In our opinion, with the price of an excursion of 6600 rubles per person, this is just a deception and a swindle, which is what the entire local population actually does. Briefly: a 30-minute flight to the island, 4 hours of lying on the beach (almost the same as in Varadero), a walk on a small boat, where the whole group could hardly fit, swimming in the sea, iguana island (which seems to have been specially settled there in order to somehow to embellish the tour and that's it. It's a pity for both time and money.
Relatively friendly Cubans. These are trying to deceive you all the time in a friendly way, not to say a foul language, it would be more truthful. Be it a bank, a supermarket, a taxi, whatever. The friendliness was especially felt at the tobacco factory, where the natives work for 30 kuk a month in unbearable conditions. It seemed that any factory worker was ready to shoot you in the back of the head in a friendly manner and take everything that was useful from you. There is dirt and beggars on the streets of Havana, everyone needs something from you, it's tiring. And during the day they just ask, and at night they probably take it away. From luring tips everywhere just sick.
"There's absolutely nothing to see in Cuba, unless you suffer from an authentic addiction to drinking establishments that old Hemingway visited, don't get carried away by the sight of rusty Pontiacs of the pre-Fidel era and walks under the moon with a charming mulatto. The usual beach holiday, with drinks and sun loungers under palm trees. " This is not my statement, but it most briefly and succinctly characterizes this country.
In general, a lot of rum, sunbathing and swimming, good company, parties within the hotel and the rest was quite successful.
Amigo, be vigilant, take a responsible place of rest, a 12-hour flight does not particularly justify visiting the island of freedom.
We settled in the paid Las Palmas 3 *, inhaled the smell of mold, crushed a large (6 cm) cockroach, then a frog and moved the next day to Cuatro Palmas 4 *, a room with an ocean view ($ 250 for 10 nights). Shabby walls, a lampshade sideways, broken doors, and the air conditioner screaming like a rocket. Why no one wrote about air conditioners???! ! Sleep was impossible. They wanted to change the number, it turned out that everywhere they are. And these are the best!
Otherwise: the food is nothing but monotonous, the ocean is super, the beach is good. There is a sign in the lobby bar that says "feel free from cash with our all inclusive", while each bartender has a glass of money, and all the serving staff seem to not notice you without a tip. In general, we felt it to the fullest. Further, Cubans with their families come for the weekend and here the bacchanalia begins: at dinner everyone is in swimsuits and slates, there is noise, huge queues, if you don’t know how to push, you will only eat beans (it is not held in high esteem by the cubature), in the toilets it’s tin: everything various acts are passing by, paper is shredded, everything is in the water . . Well, on Sunday everything will fall into place... Excursions . . About nothing. Disgusting guides in broken Russian will not tell you anything anyway)) In Havana, for some reason, they took us to hotels and said "look how beautiful it is here !! " Separately about Cayo Largo. Everyone writes that sooooo cool and beautiful. In our opinion, with the price of an excursion of 6600 rubles per person, this is just a deception and a swindle, which is what the entire local population actually does. Briefly: a 30-minute flight to the island, 4 hours of lying on the beach (almost the same as in Varadero), a walk on a small boat, where the whole group could hardly fit, swimming in the sea, iguana island (which seems to have been specially settled there in order to somehow to embellish the tour and that's it. It's a pity for both time and money.
Relatively friendly Cubans. These are trying to deceive you all the time in a friendly way, not to say a foul language, it would be more truthful. Be it a bank, a supermarket, a taxi, whatever. The friendliness was especially felt at the tobacco factory, where the natives work for 30 kuk a month in unbearable conditions. It seemed that any factory worker was ready to shoot you in the back of the head in a friendly manner and take everything that was useful from you. There is dirt and beggars on the streets of Havana, everyone needs something from you, it's tiring. And during the day they just ask, and at night they probably take it away. From luring tips everywhere just sick.
"There's absolutely nothing to see in Cuba, unless you suffer from an authentic addiction to drinking establishments that old Hemingway visited, don't get carried away by the sight of rusty Pontiacs of the pre-Fidel era and walks under the moon with a charming mulatto. The usual beach holiday, with drinks and sun loungers under palm trees. " This is not my statement, but it most briefly and succinctly characterizes this country.
In general, a lot of rum, sunbathing and swimming, good company, parties within the hotel and the rest was quite successful.
Amigo, be vigilant, take a responsible place of rest, a 12-hour flight does not particularly justify visiting the island of freedom.
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