Ghost Town

After Trinidad, we had booked for 2 night in Cayo Coco. Cayo Coco is a super beachy style resort island, now connnected to the mainland with a 17 (or is that 27) km long road / land spit type thing.
As the island is protected, Cubans are not allowed to live there, so no Casa Particulars, only expensive hotels. We booked at the cheapish option, which turned out to be quite funny. Our hotel was pretty empty, expect for someFrench workers building other hotels.
So we were the only tourists in the entire hotel, and we had the place to ourselves as the workers would be out working.

Cathing a old fashioned taxo to Cayo Coco.

The road over to the island.

At the hotel at last!

The road over was very interesting, reminded me a lot of Salar de Uyuni, where you could not see the boundary between sea and sky.

Our local beach had a rough and wild type feel - really great to sit here in the evening and listen to the waves - had more of a South Africa beach type feel than Carribean.

Check out the camoflagued crab!

Goodness, what would Terry Pratchett say?

With our friend Jorge, in charge of our own private lunch buffet, and full of super tips about getting around!

Our cabana

We went for another catamaran and snorkelling trip. This was a much longer boat trip, as the reef was further away, so we got a good hour on the boat. We were advised to bring bread to attract the fish, but it seems the fish here know about this. When we jumped in, we were swamped by masses of fairly large and scary fish after the bread. It felt like being in a piranha attack, so we threw the bread to get them away from biting us - bloody bastards!
While the reef here is apparently part of the 2nd largest barrier reef in the world, the fish were better on the south coast, but we still saw some nice ones.

Of course, as the only tourists, we were the only ones with access to the free bar, so it was many mojitos, daquiris, pina coladas and coffee based drinks for us, with our own private barman :o)