The next day we returned to Havana and took a walking tour to the old city. I had such a fabulous time I really didn’t want to go back to Canada, especially since it was 28 degrees in Cuba and –28 in Toronto. Oh well.




I took the best pictures this day.. most while speeding along on my bike. I think I was probably more relaxed and could go a little slower and take more because it was the last day.
The last day of cycling we traveled about 70 km back to San Diego. Checked into our hotel and had massages. Well worth it! Before dinner we went on a tour of a cigar factory which we had missed the day before. That night we had a little band all to ourselves and we danced until we were too tired to move. We didn't last too long.