Beautiful country, tacky hotel

Ah, Cuba. It’s warm and beautiful. We’re right on the ocean, and it’s stunning. It’s good to get away, especially since there’s snow in Toronto now. Last time we were here, I felt guilty that we were living in luxury for the week while Cubans live in relative squalor. The good news this time: I don’t need to feel quite as guilty. Our three star plus hotel is really closer to a one or two star place. It’s old, tired, and tacky. We’ve got three single beds and four people. We could complain (and believe me, we have) but we got exactly what we paid for, and we’re all together in the incredibly beautiful sun. And it’s what we could afford if we brought the kids, so it’s not all bad. Lesson learned: you never know what you’re getting when you book through the Internet. I should have called our agent. Kids are at the swimming pool. I’m going to go try and find another mattress. I don’t miss the snow, but life in Canada is very good. We don’t always realize how good we have it. But it is sunny here, and the bananas are delicous…