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Day 1 – Zermatt > Gornergrat > Rotenboden > Riffelberg > Riffelalp > Ritti > Winkelmatter > back to Zermatt

Day 1 in Zermatt did not disappoint. First, a couple of things to know about Zermatt. The train ride up is gorgeous! You will travel through a lot of small towns – some of which are right on Lake Geneva and offer stunning views of the mountains. However, once the sun goes down, all is pitch dark! So pulling into the station in Zermatt was sweet. It’s a small, walkable town at the foot of humongous mountains with little restaurants and bars and tons of white lights. Outside of some of these bars are seats that offer fur on the chairs and your own personal blanket.

Zermatt is also definitely a skiers town. Tourists can be seen walking the town in their ski boots and shop after shop after shop is dedicated to the sport.

We woke to a pretty ugly day in Zermatt. It was so overcast that you couldn’t even see the Matterhorn! We think we caught a glimpse of one of the leftmost peaks but still are not sure. Regardless the scenery is stunning. The forecast called for rain pretty much all day long. But — when it rains in the valley, it snows on the mountain! So up we went after warnings that it would pretty much be a whiteout and most of the hiking trails were closed.

We took the famous Gornergrat Bahn (railway) – a cog railway from Zermatt to Gornergrat. This railway was built in 1898 and the first electric rack railway built in all of Switzerland. We traveled slowly up the mountain surrounded by fresh, beautiful power snow. The further up we went, the less we could see on account of all of the snow. It was lovely!

View on a clear day@
Our view!
View on a clear day
Our view!

Well, you’re supposed to have one of the best views of the Matterhorn from Gornergrat – they boast 360 degree views of 38 4,000 meter peaks out of a total of 48 in all of Switzerland – including the Matterhorn. But all we saw was snow! And clouds – which were beneath us at this point. It was fun to trounce around in the snow and make fun of the fact that all we could see was WHITE!

We wanted to do some snow hiking which isn’t accessible directly from Gornergrat so we traveled back down to a very small ski stop called Rotenboden. From there we got on the Panorama Trail to Riffelberg. We were one of only 2 couples on the mountain and at times you couldn’t even see the other couple on account of the snow and mountains. We trekked over and down the mountain surrounded by pristine whiteness. In some places the only other tracks were of the couple ahead of us. It was like our own little mountain. I can see how it could be a bit scary – our conversation included the Donner Party, Into Thin Air and that infamous movie Alive – but the trail was well marked with hot pink poles. Even with the snow you could still pick them out.

Trail head at Rotenboden

We were greeted in Riffelberg by a sweet little chapel at the trailhead. And of course skiers getting off the train and gondola to head further down the mountain. After stopping for a wonderful goulash in the lodge, we got back on the train to head to our next hike.

Chapel on entry to Riffelberg

Off at Riffelalp we found that there were trails to take us all the way into Zermatt. The first is called the Forest Trail which leads through a typical mountain forest. We were surrounded by Swiss pine trees. Only when there was a clearing could you see the mountains beyond. It was so peaceful! And again we had the trail completely to ourselves. Someone had definitely been up there but were nowhere to be seen.

Each bench along the trail says “glad to see you” in four languages

On our way down to Zermatt we passed a few little “towns”. Some of them had a hotel, and all of them had bars. Because we are here during shoulder season, these bars on the mountain are closed. We could easily picture the places teeming with the apres-ski crowd that would be there in just a couple short weeks. One of the famous ones to check out – if it’s open – is called Hennu Stahl (the party place). Here it is during high season.

Hennu Stahl Apres Ski

We made our way back down into the valley of Zermatt and ended up at the end of the small pedestrian only town. It was a wonderful hike – and day! And we were exhausted and very hungry.

Cue some relaxation and some snacks and we were back out to sample some typical Swiss wine. We had passed Josef’s Wine Bar and thought it would be a perfect way to start. Well, Josef’s is not yet open for the season but we ended up at the hotel bar where it’s housed – Hotel Mirabeau. They have a lovely little bar in their lobby with a warm inviting fireplace and a wonderful waiter who seemed to really know his wines.

While doing research for the trip I learned that this area of Switzerland is rapidly making a name for itself in wine production. The region is called Valais. There are a lot of smaller vineyards that take advantage of the unique climate and produce some beautiful wine.

The first white I tried is called Fendant – which it seems you can get anywhere in Zermatt. It also seems to be the most affordable. While I liked it, the second wine was amazing! Called Coeur du Domain, it was a white blend of Petite Arvine and Marsanne grapes. It was really, really nice! Even John liked this white – even more than his red which was a traditional Swiss Pinot Noir. We sat by the fire and drank these beautiful wines before heading closer to town for some well-earned dinner.

We’d walked by Gusto Matto a few times and it looked warm and inviting so in we went. Deciding to split meals was a good idea. We started with a gorgeous Tagliere vegetariano – which was grilled vegetables drizzled in olive oil and served with tomino cheese. Wow – was it amazing! And then we split a spicy salami pizza – YUM!

This place is incredible and we’ve had a wonderful day! It’s like another planet – the money, the scenery, the food, the wine. I’m so excited to explore some more.

On deck, more hiking up closer to the Matterhorn on a hopefully clearer day and some good old-fashioned cross country skiing.

Famous Budapest baths, Shoes on the Danube, live music and more WINE

Budapest has often been called the City of Baths. There are so many warm spring waters underneath the city that Budapest has had great thermal baths for centuries and the bathing culture is still very lively. There are water sports held in the baths, as well as traditional aqua therapy. In recent years Hungarians have also adopted trance spa parties (sparties) where tourists and locals alike can experience the baths surrounded by music and lights. Both of us decided prior to our trip that we needed to experience these famous Budapest baths. Since these baths are open more hours than even the coffee shops(!), we decided to head there early to avoid some of the crowds.

Our amazing Budapest Jewish Quarter guide, Levi, recommended we go to the Lukács Thermal Bath. Luckily this was just 3k from our hotel. After checking in and getting our bracelets and renting an extremely small changing room we were ready to experience these amazing thermal healing baths.

Lukacs Bath Budapest
Lukacs Bath Budapest

Lukács is one of the smaller baths in Budapest and until 2011 was experienced by locals only. Tourists have now found the place but it is still used primarily by locals. The bath is a historic indoor/outdoor thermal bath spa built in the 12th century. It is an amazing complex! Large and maze-like; you can definitely get lost. There are areas that seems to need a little TLC but the overall effect is amazing.

We headed to the thermal pools first since we weren’t ready for an outdoor pool at 8 am on a dreary Friday. This area of the baths was so cool! There were 4 pools and although the plaques were done in Hungarian, we could definitely read that the pools ranged in temperature from 26 degrees to 40 degrees Celsius. For us Americans, that’s 79 and 104 degrees Fahrenheit respectively. And each pool had a recommended time limit – we think. It was obviously recommended to stay in the warmer pools for just a short 5-7 minutes.

We made our way to all of the pools and tried to adhere to the time guidelines for each. It was such an interesting place to be. The thermal pools were deep in the complex and therefore not much natural light got in so it was a bit mysterious. And of course since the thermal waters are rich in healing natural chemicals, there’s a pervasive smell to the place. Not an unpleasant smell, however, but not a pleasant one either. And then there’s the sound of running water all around you. Which, to me, is one of the most relaxing sounds there is. So this was heavenly! The people all looked to be locals – I shouldn’t make that judgement – and most were well above our age. We assumed this was because we were there so early on a weekday morning.

I really try to pay attention to people when I travel – and make up stories about them I guess. Is it fair? I don’t know but it’s fun for me…There were the 2 best male friends huddled in a corner of the cool pool softly chatting. About business? Home? Who knows? And the female retiree who’s been coming to the baths on a daily basis for years – making her way from each pool – coolest to hottest – before taking a steam. And the tourist couple that stands out like a sore thumb and keeps trying to make eye contact with the locals 🙂

We decided to give the outdoor pool a shot as the weather had cleared and when in Budapest, right? There were actually 3 outdoor pools and we chose the one with a lazy river. A lazy river?! Awesome. It also had personal lounges where you could be mostly submerged as jets pounded you with water. All the while you could take in the beautiful sky above.

Personal lounges at Lucaks
Personal lounges at Lucaks

There were a ton of things we wanted to do so we headed back just as all of the crowds were arriving at Lukács. After a brief stop for an overpriced coffee surrounded by Americans from a river cruise :), we made our way back over the Chain Bridge to the Pest side of Budapest. We’d decided that since we missed the general free city tour the previous day, we’d join it today. Since we had some time we decided to peruse the Spring Fair at Vörösmarty Square and also take advantage of the yummy smells coming from the booths there. Let me just say – this was the best food we’d had all vacation! John got a huge pork sausage with all the trimmings – potatoes and beautiful veggies – and it was the best sausage I’ve ever had (sorry, Mom!). And then I got a Hungarian version of a gyro which was a fresh-grilled flatbread, chicken that looked like it had been cooking for hours, tomatoes, onions and sour cream. I opted out of the sour cream but this thing was delicious as well! Ooh, it was so good…

Pork Sausage at the Spring Fair
Pork Sausage at the Spring Fair

We had some time before our tour so headed back to a coffee shop we’d seen the previous day. John had a hard time finding “good” coffee while in Prague and Budapest so we were hoping this place would do the trick. Café Frei boasts a menu of coffee drinks from all over the world – everything from a Bedouin Coffee from Africa to an Aztec Chili Espresso from South America. We went with a Guatemalan Hazelnut Latte for me and a Mexican Café con Leche for John. Finally – good coffee for my baby! Unfortunately it came with a side of self-directed anger. John had been pick-pocketed at the Spring Fair. They didn’t make off with anything other than some cash, thank goodness, but it still sucked. PSA for anyone reading this! These guys know what they’re doing and it can happen to the most seasoned of travelers so take any precautions necessary to protect yourself.

Angry after being pick-pocketed
Angry after being pick-pocketed
Getting silly at Cafe Frei
Getting silly at Cafe Frei

We were two for three on the free tours we’d taken during the trip – now we made it two for four. It was a large group of mostly 20-somethings and, rather than discuss a lot of Budapest’s history and sights, our guide decided to discuss the best places to drink and how to prevent a hangover and how to get home from the ruin pubs in the middle of the night. Not our thing! It was a short tour – to say the least…

One of the memorials John and I both really wanted to see is called “Shoes on the Danube”. It is located on the Pest side of the Danube and just a short walk from the stunning Parliament building. This is a memorial to the Budapest Jews who were killed by fascist militiamen during World War II. They were brought to the edge of the Danube and ordered to take off their shoes before being shot into the river that would carry their bodies away. Some of the sculpted shoes were filled with fresh flowers; other surrounded by burned-down candles. It is a moving and sobering memorial and I’m very glad I got to see it.

Shoes on the Danube
Shoes on the Danube

I wanted to just walk around the city a bit and return to the Jewish Quarter but the weather turned so we popped into a cozy little restaurant advertising Hungarian wine. Konyha was another one of those places that you just happen upon when traveling. This place was incredible! While it poured rain just outside the large open windows, John and I sipped the most amazing Hungarian wines we’d had yet! We sat for hours and talked and posted online and just hung out. It was one of my favorite times of the whole trip. And the bill? For 4 glasses of wine? Just over $11. Ok!

Wine at Konyha
Wine at Konyha

Still pouring, we literally ran right across the street to a little bistro called Castro after the famous Cuban dictator. Another awesome place! You know you’re in the right place when there’s a table of local older gentleman playing cards and drinking beer. The atmosphere and the service were just what we were looking for.

I really wanted to see some live music during this trip and we were finally going to make that happen. A lot of the churches and basilicas in both Prague and Budapest advertise nightly live music. And then there are the jazz clubs in Prague. We decided to attend an organ concert in the spectacular St. Stephens Basilica – a Roman Catholic basilica named in honor of the first King of Hungary. This church is amazing on the outside and even more incredible on the inside! It is so ornate – everywhere you look is something different and fascinating. And the way the church was lit made it mysterious and romantic and simply gorgeous. There is a pipe organ in the church that will just take your breath away.

St. Stephens Basilica
St. Stephens Basilica

There were 3 musicians – an organist, a pipe organist and a trumpet player – as well as a soloist. The music was wonderful and the sound in this venue seemed to go right through you. Beautiful music, gorgeous surroundings and the man I love – it was the perfect ending to our final day in Budapest…

Freezing cold, we literally almost ran up the hill to our hotel. But not before taking in our last unforgettable view of the Parliament building lit up at night…

A last glimpse of Parliament
A last glimpse of Parliament

Day 5 in Budapest – HUNGARIAN WINE – and some other stuff…

We had big plans for Day 5 – our first full day in Budapest. First thing – could we make this a walkable city? We decided to do our best. From the top of the hill in the Buda Castle district, we made our way toward the impressive Chain Bridge. The Chain Bridge is a suspension bridge that connects Buda and Pest – only the second permanent crossing on the entire Danube. It’s fascinating and technical and you want to figure out how the heck they built it. So here’s a geeky description by www.bridgesofbudapest.com. “The chain-links have been made of iron plates with a length of several meters, its parts are connected by large rivets allowing for the chain to be a real chain and to make small movements. The chains have been led through the top part of the pillars where they rest on large iron saddles. Between the two pillars, the chains are hanging low, and outside the pillars, they lead to the riverbanks where they go underground with minor fractures. Here, deep underground you can find the so-called chain-chambers in which the descending chain-ends are being anchored by vast iron blocks leaning to the walls of the chambers.” Very cool. And, although it’s not a pedestrian-only bridge, it’s easily walkable – in fact, with some of the traffic we saw in Budapest, we may have gotten over on foot quicker than some of the cars.

Chain Bridge Budapest
Chain Bridge Budapest
Chain Bridge
Chain Bridge
Locks of love on the Chain Bridge
Locks of love on the Chain Bridge

My image of Budapest – relative to Prague – was again how much larger it was. It was also a bit intimidating to me with its tall, modern buildings and excessive traffic. Although a tourist destination, this also seemed to me a place where people lived and worked. It didn’t seem to be completely focused on tourism like Prague did. There were also a lot of recognizable brands – the Ritz Carlton, H&M, the Four Seasons – and tons and tons of construction everywhere you looked.

With the (relative) success of our free tours in Prague, we decided to do the same thing in Budapest. The meeting point was at Vörösmarty Square in the heart of downtown Budapest. It just so happened that we were in Budapest during their annual Spring Fair which is very similar to their Christmas fair/market. Wooden huts scattered throughout the square boasting everything from Rooster Testicles Stew (I swear!) to woolen hats and mittens. The trees were decorated with colored lights and the square was full of people. I’m not sure if that was because of the fair or it is always like that. It does seem to be a very popular tourist spot in the city.

Vörösmarty Square Budapest
Vörösmarty Square Budapest

We’d planned to do the generic free city walking tour like we’d done in Prague. We were to meet at 10:30 at the square. Well, shortly after we showed up (early) we saw a tour being started and assumed it was the one we wanted to go on. So we joined it. The tour was led by a local named Levi and we’d soon find out that we were not on the generic city walking tour but on a free tour of the Jewish Quarter. We decided to just go with it. This was one of those situations that happen while traveling where you just stumble onto something great!

On the top of my list of things to do in Budapest was to explore the Jewish Quarter. I’m not going to lie – most of the reason was because of the food and pubs I’d read about in the area. The Jewish Quarter of Budapest is well-known for what they call ruin pubs. These are bars built in the ruins of abandoned buildings that were left to decay after World War II. They are known for being hip, artsy and funky and each one is reported to be distinctly different than the others.

Outside of a ruin pub
Outside of a ruin pub
Outside of a ruin pub
Outside of a ruin pub

The history of the Jewish Quarter was also fascinating to me and now I’d get the chance to learn even more about it. Prior to World War II this area was filled with a booming and cheerful life for Jewish people. The war changed all that. The area then became a ghetto where Jews were forced to live in cramped, unhealthy conditions. It was separated from the rest of the city by barbed wire and barricades so that no one could exit or enter at will. There are a few Jewish synagogues – 2 of which are still used today. It was interesting – and horrific – to listen to our guide tell the stories of the Jews during the war and to see the sights where they lived and died.

Memorial to the Jews at the Jewish Synagogue Budapest
Memorial to the Jews at the Jewish Synagogue Budapest

We ended our free tour at the first ruin pub opened in Budapest – Szimpla Kert. This pub was specifically on my list to visit so I was really happy that we got a chance to go there. It is a huge pub with multiple nooks and an open-air area and loads of haphazard, mismatched furniture and art all over the place. The pub is inundated with graffiti and patrons are even encouraged to add to it. There’s even an old Trabant car cut in two sitting in the open-air courtyard where you can have a drink or listen to live music. What a super cool place!

Trabant car table at Szimpla kert
Trabant car table at Szimpla kert
Our graffiti at Szimpla Kert! Aimee + John
Our graffiti at Szimpla Kert! Aimee + John
Our graffiti at Szimpla Kert! I heart John
Our graffiti at Szimpla Kert! I heart John

The tour ended but John and I wanted to stick around and ask a few questions of our guide Levi. Rather than just answer the questions, he asked if we wanted to join him for lunch. Of course we would! So we stayed at Szimpla Kert and ordered their daily special and spent over an hour talking with Levi. We talked about everything from Hungarian wine to World War II to the current state of politics in both our country and his. He was passionate and informative and it was an amazing lunch where we both learned a lot! These are the moments I live for…..

Another thing on my list to do in Budapest was a trip to the Great Market Hall (or Central Market) so we began the trek there. We decided to take a not-so-direct way there and head down the tourist avenue called Váci utca. This is a famous pedestrian-only street filled with shops, bars, cafes, massages…pretty much anything you need or want you can find there. But you’ll pay for it. It is super touristy but definitely worth seeing – once.

The Great Market Hall was incredible! It is huge – 3 full floors literally packed with fruits, veggies, fish, meat, spices, wines, souvenirs and pre-cooked food stalls. I walked in here and my jaw dropped. There is so much in this old beautiful hall. It is noisy and crowded and overwhelming but a definite must-see in Budapest. And a great place to pick up souvenirs as the prices seemed much better than the street we’d just come from. Also, this is definitely a place to eat! If you’re up for very, very good and local food and don’t mind not being waited on or actually sitting down at a table, pick up something hot and traditional here. You can find all of the must-EAT foods in Central Market Hall. Just go in hungry!

Great Market Hall
Great Market Hall
Great Market Hall
Great Market Hall

We had a Hungarian wine tasting scheduled for 5 pm on Day 5 near our hotel so it was time to get our butts back to the Buda Castle district. There’s always enough time, however, for a Thai massage, right? John and I had been intrigued by the Thai massage parlors since we’d heard about them from our fellow Charlotteans on Day 1 in Prague. We finally had the time and the guts to check one out. So down we went into the incense-seeped basement of a storefront called Spirit Thai Massage. We decided to go with the 30-minute, “dry back, shoulders and head” massage. We were instructed to remove our shoes and shown to individual private rooms where we donned humongous pajama-like clothes. There was no massage table; just a mattress on the floor with a pillow at the top. I was nervous but also excited. In came this gorgeous Thai girl who couldn’t have been over 16 years old or 100 pounds soaking wet! We’d see what she could do for me… Let me just tell you – this little girl hurt me – in such a good way. It’s interesting how different it was from an American massage. They are not shy about touching you or contorting your body in ways I’m not sure it was meant to be contorted. Oh my! It was heaven! And also kinda painful. Amazing how the two coincide sometimes…

Finally! We were off to our scheduled Hungarian wine tasting. I’d read about the superior wines in Hungary when I first started researching the country months ago. One forum recommended one tasting in particular so I’d already made a reservation. The tasting was at Faust Wine Cellar. The cellar is located at the end of a huge labyrinth system underneath Buda Castle Hill that was carved in the Middle Ages as an escape route. There are stairs that lead down from the remains of a 13th century Dominican Cloister to get there. As you descend into the cellar, you can feel the temperature drop and the darkness envelop you. It’s very cool – literally, right?!

Faust Wine Cellar Budapest
Faust Wine Cellar Budapest

I was really looking forward to this tasting as I’d read only amazing things about the couple who runs the cellar and the wines they serve. We were sat immediately and choose to go with the tasting that included 9 recommended wines from the sommelier – both red and white. Gabor Nagy is the sommelier and wine cellar manager at Faust. For each tasting, he’d place the bottle on our table, pour the tasting and then provide us with information about the wine. He talked about the varietal and the alcohol content and pointed out the region of Hungary that the wine was from. He seemed very knowledgeable about the wines and they were all simply delicious! John and I both had our favorites, however, and the tasting included “on the final to call back one from the tasted drinks”. So we could choose one of the 9 wines to taste again at the end. It was a wonderful experience and one I’d highly recommend. The wines were amazing and the atmosphere was unlike anything I’d experienced – it was dark and mysterious and romantic. And, I have to say, the company was pretty good as well. We both had a fantastic time!

Starving and exhausted and slightly drunk, we took the recommendation of Gabor and scooted across the street for a late dinner at Vár: a Speiz. It was all we could do to stumble back to the hotel and fall into bed. It was a long, unforgettable, brilliant day! But we did answer the question at the top of this post – YES, Budapest can be a walkable city – just commit and wear comfy shoes!

Day 4 – Welcome(?) to Budapest

A seriously cool thing happened while we were in Prague. On day 3, I got a FB message from a friend I’d met during my Amazon jungle trip. Come to find out she’s now living in Prague! Although we already had way too many plans before we were to head to Budapest, she and I agreed to spend 30 minutes over a coffee before we headed to our train. Just goes to show you – it’s a small, wonderful world. And it makes me feel special and appreciated to know that I have people out there wanting to stay in touch – no matter how far away or how long it’s been. Nice.

There’s not much to tell about a 9 hour(!) train ride from Prague to Budapest except try not to drink too much because the bathrooms are yucky.

We finally got to our hotel – the St. George Residence – after 5pm on day 4. And talk about a difference between what we’d experienced in Prague and what we experienced here. A front desk clerk who was not helpful at all and a suite with mold in the bathroom. Here’s where I reiterate my distrust of TripAdvisor. This one had gotten rave reviews and I have absolutely no idea why! I’m not even going to include a link to the hotel – I wouldn’t want anyone to use it. Regardless, we managed to get them to switch our suite without a problem and to give us a legible map before heading out to explore and get some much needed food.

Budapest – pronounced Boo-da-PESHT – is the capital of Hungary and is separated into 2 distinct areas by the Danube River – the hilly Buda Castle District and the flat Pest District. I chose our accommodation on the hilly Buda Castle side for the same reason that we stayed in Mala Strana in Prague – it was supposed to be a bit more upscale with a quieter feel. One of the first things I noticed about this city was its size relative to Prague. I thought there was no way we’d be able to walk the city like we did in Prague. I also noticed how much less pristine it seemed to me. Those two observations and the fact that our hotel was crap had me in a bit of a stressful mood…

Our first stop was just a short block from our hotel – the famous St. Matthias Church. This church sits on the Buda Castle side of Budapest but its spire is the first thing you see from the Pest side as well. It’s absolutely gorgeous and seeing it lifted that stressful mood! And at this time of the day it was just being lit up with strobe lights. The church is Roman Catholic and was built in the 9th century but was destroyed in 1241 and the current building was constructed in the late 13th century. The first thing I noticed about the church was its very unique roof which is covered in painted majolica Zsolnay ceramic tiles. They were added at the end of the 19th century and provide colors and an intricacy seldom seen.

St. Matthias Church - Budapest
St. Matthias Church – Budapest
The roof of St. Matthias Church
The roof of St. Matthias Church
St. Matthias Church at night
St. Matthias Church at night

Just when I thought the view couldn’t get any better, we walked up the stairs of Fisherman’s Bastion and looked out over the famous Chain Bridge that bisects the Danube to the Parliament building. OH MY GOD! I don’t think I’ve ever – in my entire life – seen a building as impressive as this one. It will take your breath away and no pictures do it justice. But take a look at them anyway 🙂 The building is done in a Gothic Revival style and is absolutely splendid – especially when lit up at night.

John getting artsy from Fisherman's Bastion
John getting artsy from Fisherman’s Bastion
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
OMG! - Parliament - Budapest
OMG! – Parliament – Budapest

Our first real interaction with locals was at a very small restaurant we found on one of the back streets near our hotel. I like to get off the main drag and feel like you tend to find better places that way. Well, this place didn’t support that theory! Imagine the stereotypical scary Hungarian grandma annoyed with having to get up off her bum to serve some stupid Americans. She frightened me…we didn’t stay long…and I’ve blocked out the name of the restaurant on purpose…

In search of sustenance and perhaps a smile, we came upon Fekete Holló Vendéglő – or literally The Black Raven Restaurant. It was exactly what we were looking for – traditional Hungarian dishes in an over-the-top traditional Hungarian environment. I mean, what can you say about a restaurant with medieval instruments of torture adorning the walls. Sign me up! The food and service were very good and there was live music – in the form of 2 Hungarians playing a guitar and violin. They were actually pretty good. I felt like I was in a cheesy movie, however, when the violinist wandered between the tables to play for individual parties. But instead of wanting a tip, he was more interested in a shot of Schnapps for his efforts 🙂 Priceless! As much as I wanted to get a photo of him playing, I was too cheap to fork up the money for shots.

Black Raven Restaurant - Budapest
Black Raven Restaurant – Budapest

Back to the hotel where we fell into bed. Day 5 would be a big day and we needed our rest.

Day 3 – Zizkov, Vinorhady and (finally!) great service at a restaurant

Day 2 in Prague was to be spent on our own – walking some of the surrounding areas and returning to some places we wanted to see before we left. I love to explore a city just walking it. We started at the main square and decided to meander our way to Zizkov tower and Vyšehrad and then make sure to head back to the Operation Anthropoid memorial as it was closed on Monday. Along the way, I wanted to check out the Vinorhady neighborhood. I’d read it was a neat local neighborhood and Vinorhady is Czech for vineyards so it must be awesome.

Retail silliness - Aimee
Retail silliness – Aimee
Retail silliness - John
Retail silliness – John

The Zizkov Television Tower is a transmitter tower built in Prague between 1985 and 1992. With its unique high-tech architecture and its stance on top of a hill in Eastern Prague, it is a sight to see, especially relative to the ancient city that surrounds it. The tower has been a source of controversy in Prague and rumored to have been used during the communist era to jam incoming Western radio and television transmissions. The main reason for me wanting to see the tower is the art added to it in 2000 by internationally acclaimed Czech artist David Černý. Fiberglass structures called Miminka (Babies) were originally placed on the tower only temporarily but became so popular that they are now there permanently. There are 10 faceless babies on the tower, climbing up and down. I’m not sure what the correct word for it is – maybe weird? Yes, it’s weird. But interesting as well.

Zizkov Tower
Zizkov Tower
Zizkov Babies
Zizkov Babies

From Zizkov we headed to the surrounding neighborhood of Vinorhady which was once covered in vineyards in the 14th century. To me it was a much more residential area of Prague. Small parks with teetering toddlers and dogs and many old beautiful buildings that looked like they were apartments. In fact, in doing research, it is where a lot of ex-pats live.

I really wanted to see Vyšehrad – which is another castle once used by Prague’s leaders. You can see the stunning spires on this grand building from miles away and I was told it was something to see up close. It was built in the 10th century – some 70 years after the establishment of Prague Castle – on top of a hill overlooking the Vltava River and across the river from the more well-known Prague Castle. It was coined the “Castle on the Heights” and was used for about 40 years before successors to Vratislav II, a prince of Bohemia’s founding Premyslid dynasty, returned to Prague Castle. Now apparently it is a quiet and peaceful place to take in the city. It is surrounded by large gardens and is open to the public.

Vysehrad Castle
Vysehrad Castle

Well, we never made it there L But we did make it close! After walking over 6 miles and realizing we’d need to cross railroad tracks to get to the park, we were hangry and decided to bag the whole thing. We were still able to see the spectacular spires from “the other side of the tracks”.

After a stop for a coffee it was time to head back to the memorial to Operation Anthropoid which – wait for it – was closed! Apparently for technical repairs. Now hangry and disappointed we decided to find the cure for all ills – chocolate of course. We headed back to our tried and true Chocoffee for a sandwich and more beautiful tap-drawn Belgian chocolate goodness. It definitely lifted my mood!

Back across one of the lesser known bridges to Mala Strana, we strode along the riverfront. It wasn’t the most beautiful day in Prague but I’d be remiss in not saying how lovely it was to hold the hand of someone I love while watching the dazzling city go by.

What is it they say about the best laid plans? Well, I agree that they often go awry but they usually result in something wonderful. Maybe I should come up with a saying to that effect. I’ll get right on it…We’d been told by our cute free-tour-guide Amanda to check out a local restaurant called Lokal for a great local (get it?!) experience. And seeing as it was just a few blocks from our hotel, it was raining and we were exhausted, we were in. Immediately upon entering and asking about a table, John was told “We’re full”. Damn these rude Czechs! Or maybe they just don’t care. Regardless, I’m not even going to link to the restaurant…

On we went, now on the lookout for someplace warm and dry and close with – you guessed it – good wine. That’s not too much to ask, right? Well, we happened to stumble on a place that offered all of those things and more – a sweet little restaurant called Tři století – Café and Restaurant. Again, I’m going to reference Trip Advisor because they were right-on again…this one was voted #94 of 5372 restaurants in Prague. We had an adorable waitress who gave us great service. We had an amazing meal. We had some wonderful Czech wine. AND we had a great conversation to go with all of it. It was the perfect ending to our time in Prague.

Tri Stoleti
Tri Stoleti
Good wine and good food at Tri Stoleti
Good wine and good food at Tri Stoleti

Day 2 in Prague – Adventure Traveling Girl – and Boy

It was our first full day in Prague. As on most of my international trips, I like to take advantage of the free tours offered in most of these tourist cities. Prague was no exception. We woke early, had an amazing breakfast at the Alchymist, and were on our way. It was going to be another gorgeous day!

My boy on the Charles Bridge
My boy on the Charles Bridge

We took our time along the Charles Bridge as there were many fewer tourists at this time of the day. Our tour wasn’t scheduled until 10 so we wandered into the Old Town Square. This is where the famous Astronomical Clock tower sits as well as restaurants, bars and shops as far as the eye can see. I love seeing these areas of town but try to resist the urge to eat or buy here as these areas are usually a rip-off. But they are fun to see – and the people watching can provide hours of entertainment.

Astronomical Clock Prague Old Town
Astronomical Clock Prague Old Town

Our walking tour was lead by Amanda – a self-proclaimed “half-breed” – half-American and half-Czech – who had spent the last 9 years living in Prague. She was cute and fun and walked us from the Old Town Square to the river and the Rudolfinum (an architectural gem where concerts are typically held and is reported to have the best acoustics in the city) to the old Jewish cemetery and through the Jewish Quarter. During the tour she providing basic history of the area as well as stories from her own family who had “had enough” and finally left the area in the late 1960’s.

The history of Prague dates back to the 9th century when the land was termed Bohemia and under the rule of the Great King Wenceslas. It continues through the Hussite revolution and the rule of the Hapsburgs and entry into World World I. The history of this region that is most fascinating to me, however, is Prague’s role in World War II and the period after that.

Rudolfinum
Rudolfinum

Prague is one of the rare cities that didn’t get physically destroyed during WWII, leaving the beautiful in-tact architecture we still see today. But the impact on the people of the Czech Republic was severe – some 120,000 Jews lost their lives during the war – some buried 12-deep in the old Jewish cemetery in the Jewish Quarter.

Jewish Cemetery Prague
Jewish Cemetery Prague

After the war, the Soviets took over and established communism in Prague during which repression and economic hardship became the norm. Hundreds were executed and thousands died in labor camps simply because of their beliefs. Communism remained in control until the fall of the Berlin Wall when Czech youths organized a peaceful demonstration in memory of 9 students executed by the Nazis in 1939. The days following this demonstration became known as the Velvet Revolution because it was almost completely non-violent. I enjoy hearing this history because those who went through this time are still with us today and it’s easier for me to picture their lives and hardships…

Needless the say, the tour was well worth the time and afterward, we decided to make our way down the river – hand-in-hand – to see a memorial to Operation Anthropoid. John had become fascinated with this story during his research into the area. Operation Anthropoid was the code name for the assassination of Reinhard Heydrich who was one of the most powerful men in Nazi Germany and was instrumental in the rise of Adolf Hitler. He was in charge of the so-called Final Solution of the Jews in Europe. If it makes it clearer, this man was nicknamed “The Blond Beast” by the Nazis. Really?!?!?! And called “Hangman Heydrich” by others. The dude had absolutely no compassion for humans at all. So, despite extreme risks, 2 Czech soldiers – Gabčík and Kubiš – were tasked with carrying out the assassination attempt. After some unbelievable circumstances, Gabčík and Kubiš believed the attempt failed. Heydrich, however, was wounded and later died of his injuries. There is now a memorial erected beneath the Orthodox Cathedral of Saints Cyril and Methodius.

National Memorial to the Heroes of the Heydrich Terror
National Memorial to the Heroes of the Heydrich Terror

John was really looking forward to seeing this memorial. Little did we know that the memorial was closed on Mondays. We’d have to come back.

We’d been on our feet for hours and needed sustenance so made our way to a little bar filled with smoking locals. We tried our first local beer – Gambrinus – and of course schnitzel. On our way back over the bridge, John noticed a little café called Chocoffee. Well, the name says it all. This place was so good we’d go out of our way to return the following day. They advertised Belgian chocolate served from its own tap with any type of dipping food you’d like – from pretzels to fruit to nuts to what they called a cream horn which looked like an éclair but lighter and flakier. YUM! Those who know me know that I’m not a HUGE fan of Trip Advisor but according to them, this is #12 of 4970 places to eat in Prague. Yep – I agree with that!

Happiness at Chocoffee
Happiness at Chocoffee
Yum at Chocoffee
Yum at Chocoffee

Back across the river to Mala Strana, we visited the Lennon Wall, an area of legal graffiti that is a tribute not only to John Lennon but to love and peace in general. Even when the wall was painted over by authorities, on the second day it would be filled again with poems and flowers and even more graffiti.

Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague

John wanted to stop by the Church of our Lady Victorious which is famous for its housing of the Infant Jesus of Prague. He’d read about the Infant Jesus of Prague in one of his childhood novenas and he wanted to see it in person. The Infant Jesus has 2 crowns and about 46 robes which are traditionally changed about 10 times a year. He is enclosed in glass inside a beautiful Baroque-style church beneath which the novenas can be read in at least a dozen languages.

Infant Jesus of Prague
Infant Jesus of Prague

Our sweet free-tour guide Amanda convinced us that another tour was in order – that of Prague Castle. The tour was to start in the Old Town Square and complete on the other side of the river within the old castle walls. This was something both John and I were really looking forward to seeing – partially because of the amazing views of the city and partially because of the renowned St. Vitus Cathedral that is depicted in almost every picture of Prague.

Fantastic Prague Castle
Fantastic Prague Castle

This tour was a bit different, unfortunately. Our tour guide, Kevin, was American and had only been in Prague for 2 short years. Further, we think he was high or at least severely hung over. Regardless, he did make us giggle a few times but we didn’t get a great overview of this historic castle. One disappointing point – we didn’t get to go into St. Vitus Cathedral. Apparently it closes at 5 and we didn’t get there until after 6. But according to Kevin, “it’s just a church”. WHAT?!?!?! I really regret not having a chance to see this “church”.

St. Vitus Cathedral - "just a church"
St. Vitus Cathedral – “just a church”

Prague Castle is a castle complex dating from the 9th century. It is the official residence of the president of the Czech Republic and is the largest ancient castle in the entire world at over 18 acres! At one time it even had a moat for protection and one leader filled the surrounding area with deer so he could hunt without leaving the castle grounds.

The castle represents virtually every architectural style of the last millennium as each inhabitant built onto the castle in the preferred architecture of the day – from the Gothic St. Vitus Cathedral to the Romanesque Basilica of St. George. It has seen its share of hard times as well. In 1541 a fire destroyed large parts of the castle and the Second Prague defenestration in 1618 saw the castle damaged and dilapidated by looting and robbery. Does anyone know what defenestration is? I didn’t! Apparently defenestration – or the act of throwing someone out a window – was a huge part of Prague’s history. Interesting…

The castle was fascinating – and over-the-top gorgeous – and the views of the city were exactly what I’d read – absolutely stunning!

View from Prague Castle across the river
View from Prague Castle across the river

Our friends from Charlotte had recommended a restaurant on the top of Stahav hill very close to the castle district so we decided to walk there. What was so interesting to me is the lack of people on that side of the river at that time of night. We’d literally go blocks without seeing anyone. Kind of strange in such a touristy city. And it also meant we got lost. But not for long. Eventually we found the restaurant called Peklo – which is the Czech term for “hell”. It is part of the oldest monasteries in the world and is accessible by descending into the rock. It was dark and warm and inviting. We had some LOVELY Czech wine – of course white for me and red for John – and enjoyed the food and service there.

Dinner at Peklo
Dinner at Peklo

Walking the roads back to our hotel was like being in a different era. Cobblestones and lanterns lighted the way and very, very few people. It was lovely – and a little disconcerting 🙂 The evening finished with some more Czech wine for me and Becherovka for John. Becherovka is a traditional Czech herbal liquor. Although obviously he looks great drinking it, he didn’t get much past a few sips!

John drinking Becherovka - he looks cute but it tastes nasty
John drinking Becherovka – he looks cute but it tastes nasty

Prague – Lesser Town and the Charles Bridge

The theme of this trip was “Be here now”. I really wanted to try to stay in the present moment because, not only has it been way too long since I’ve traveled, but this would be my first time traveling with a man I love. I had very high expectations and wanted to savor every moment.

Arrival into Prague via taxi had us cresting over Petrin Hill where we got our first glimpse of the stunning Prague Castle, Old Town and the famous Charles Bridge. Everything was so old and intricate and very, very clean. It was lovely! We arrived at our hotel, The Alchemist, in Malá Strana. Malá Strana is one of the districts of Prague that literally translates to “Little Side” but is more commonly referred to as “Lesser Town”. The name of the district derives from its position on the left bank of the river Vltava, at the base of the Prague Castle. I chose this area to stay in because it’s much quieter than Old Town and New Town across the river and was reported to have hilly cobblestone streets lit by lanterns that would be close to deserted while the youngsters played across the Charles Bridge. Immediately upon entering the hotel we were given a welcome cocktail of their house made sparkling wine and numerous apologies for not having had a car for us at the airport. They were wonderful and the hotel was gorgeous – over-the-top – lots of gold and rich fabrics and antique furniture and even a stuffed boars-head on one of the walls. Everywhere you looked was something different and unique.

Alchymist Hotel Prague
Alchymist Hotel Prague

Our room was decorated in a similar vein. Even the beams on the ceiling were hand-painted in swirls and flowers and grapevines.

The hotel hosted a free nightly wine tasting so we figured why not? Almost immediately upon sitting down with our wine, another couple in the lounge asked where we were from. Come to find out they were from Charlotte as well! We ended up sharing our stories over some lovely wine. It was a nice way to begin the trip.

First thing to do? Cross the famous pedestrian-only Charles Bridge and wander around Old Town until we found some dinner.

Prague's Famous Charles Bridge
Prague’s Famous Charles Bridge

The Charles Bridge is a historic, Gothic-style bridge that served as the only means of crossing the river until 1841. It was named after King Charles IV and is protected by three towers – 2 on the Lesser Town side and one on the Old Town side of the river.  The bridge is decorated by a total of 30 statues, mostly in the baroque style, originally erected around 1700. But now they are all replicas – the originals are kept in museums for preservation.

It was a beautiful evening and the bridge was packed with tourists and locals artists hawking their wares. Every direction you look from this vantage is awesome. I’ve been to many places in my travels but have never been anywhere where the architecture of the buildings was so ancient and yet so intact. Breathtaking!

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Locks of Love - Charles Bridge
Locks of Love – Charles Bridge
Charles Bridge Statues
Charles Bridge Statues

Letting yourself get too hungry as a tourist is never a good thing. Every single thing I read about Prague said never to eat anywhere near the Charles Bridge – we’d get mediocre food, poor service and big prices. Well, typical hungry tourists that we were, we popped into a restaurant right off the Charles Bridge. Let me just say, listen to what you read about Prague! The food was actually decent – we both had the typical Czech goulash. In the Czech Republic, the goulash is different than in other parts of the world. This one consisted of lots of savory sauce, beef, a few onions and more bread dumplings than you can wrap your head around. Did I mention that one should believe what they read about Prague?! But at that point, little did I know that bad service is a Czech tradition and usually comes accompanied by a good meal.

After wandering around the Old Town Square and sampling our own bottle of complimentary house wine, we crashed as if we hadn’t slept in 24 hours 🙂

Alchymist Sparkling Wine
Alchymist Sparkling Wine

“I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world”

Relaxing in Trinidad, Cuba
Relaxing in Trinidad, Cuba

Today I’m headed back home – happily. It’s time. My stomach is still telling me its time to leave this beautiful country. But this morning has been the icing on the cake and ingrained in me why I love to travel alone. My roommate left for the airport in the middle of the night so – as much as I really liked sharing a room with her – I was finally able to spend some time alone. I needed to leave for the airport at 11 so it wasn’t much time but after having coffee and some bread at my homestay, I got to talk with my host Ana Maria and her brother in broken Spanglish for about an hour. We talked about our families, our careers, our travels, how we’ve tried to learn languages – both badly – and even about diarrhea (I know!). It was amazing! Every time I do these things I learn things about myself or I re-learn things about myself. I know that when I’m alone I’m forced to get out of my comfort zone and try to connect to people. I do that through Spanglish and smiles. Lots of smiles. And its invigorating and makes me want to book the next trip. There is really nothing like it! Those of you that have traveled solo know what I’m talking about. Those of you who don’t know, I just hope you try. Because it’s life changing. It turns a trip into a learning experience and then some. Said in a much more eloquent way,

“I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world”. Viva Cuba!

Day 8 – Ultimo dia en Cuba

It’s the last full day in Cuba. It seems like its gone by way, way too fast. But I guess it’s almost time to get back to real life. We had to make our way by bus back to Havana via Santa Clara where we’d see the memorial to “Che” Guevera  – who was born Argentinian but a huge figure in the Cuban revolution. He was very close to both Fidel and Raul Castro but ended up being killed in an ambush in Bolivia when he was in his 40s. Cubans think very very highly of Che which was evident in the amount of tourists waiting to get into the memorial. It was deathly hot and very humid and almost an hour wait but as in the past, worth it. The memorial is so well done. You enter a lovely windowless room with thriving fauna and soft lighting. Che was killed with 29 other revolutionaries in 1967 in an attempt to spur an uprising in Bolivia. Although he was killed in 1967 his remains were not given to Cuba until 1997. Construction of the memorial, however, started in 1982.

Che Memorial, Santa Clara
Che Memorial, Santa Clara

There are small memorials to all of the fallen soldiers on one wall. Che sits in the middle. It was interesting to me that only their first names were affixed next to their memorials. There was also a red carnation next to each one. Apparently on their birthdays they hang a white carnation to signify the day. At the other end of the memorial is the eternal flame dedicated to Che. It was sad and moving. Then you proceed to an area of the memorial that houses many photos of Che, from birth through death, with his family and with his friends and soldiers. There are also artifacts that belonged to him – his machete, belt, journal, letters he wrote to his wife(s) and the Castros. An absolutely fascinating – and admittedly, a very handsome – man.

Back to the bus for the final 4-hour trip to Havana. At this point me and this bus are NOT friends so I was not looking forward to it. But again, it’s the only way to get to where I want to be so…Fortunately, Tony loaded a movie for us. The movie is titled Fresa y Chocolate – strawberry and chocolate. It opened in 1993 and apparently signified a shift in the ways Cubans think and deal with homosexuals. It was a very sweet movie about a severely heterosexual man who was also a member of the young Communist party and the deep friendship he makes with a young flamboyant homosexual man in Cuba in 1979. It was interesting to see the extreme discrimination of homosexuals in Cuba just a little over 30 years ago. According to Tony, the discrimination was extreme and included not just verbal abuse but also physical. He said, however, that no longer exists and homosexuals are treated the same as every other Cuban.

Fresa y Chocolate
Fresa y Chocolate

La cena ultimato – our last dinner together – was at a local Havana paladar called el idilio. We sat as a group under the stars amidst a beautiful breeze. As per usual, we ate and drank like crazy people and laughed a lot. There were toasts to both Tony our driver and Tony our guide and it was sentimental. These are sad moments for me. I feel like I forge a bond with these people over 9 days and countless miles and stories and sicknesses. They become a temporary family and it is always hard to say goodbye. And even more so for the guide, who shares himself intimately with the group. He was vulnerable and honest with us and there are no words that can adequately thank someone who does that. And the driver – another Tony – spoke no English but was beyond kind in his (Spanish) words and actions when I was sick.

I know I’ve said it countless times but it’s because its so important – these people are the reason I travel. And in this case they are so extremely different from me – the way they grew up, their schooling, their jobs and salaries and families, their thoughts about their government and what they can actually say about the governent. It’s beyong special to me to know about that.

Hotel Nacional, Havana, Cuba
Hotel Nacional, Havana, Cuba
Malecon, Havana, Cuba
Malecon, Havana, Cuba

We ended an amazing night at the beautiful Hotel Nacionale for an over-priced mojito, some local Cuban music and views of the teeming Malecon in the background. A beautiful ending to a beautiful trip.

Day 7 – Trinidad – I see why you earned your reputation

Today was one of my favorite days! You know how when you feel better after having been so sick that you feel like you can do anything as long as you’re healthy? That was today for me. I finally – FINALLY – ate some food and drank some coffee for breakfast at my lovely casa particulare in Trinidad, on the southern coast of Cuba. It is a small Spanish colonial settlement town where you feel like you’ve stepped back in time. There are more horses on the original cobblestone streets than cars. It was deemed a UNESCO world heritage site in 1988 and since then the tourists have come in droves. And I can see why. This is a charming, romantic place with it’s architecture and history. The heart of the place is the charming Plaza Meyor – the main square. There are cobblestone steps here where people either sit at tables or just hang out on the steps to have a beer or dance to local musicians who play on the stage. The square is surrounded by historic buildings where people rent out their front rooms for sellers to hawk their wares. So there is a ton of shopping but it’s not in your face like in other areas. And people aren’t begging you on the street to come into their stores. There looks to be very nice art here as well.

Trinidad, Cuba
Trinidad, Cuba

First on our itinerary was to visit Parque el Cubano, a short drive from Trinidad, to where we could hike to a waterfall and then go swimming in the watering hole. Trinidad seems be be considerably hotter than the other cities I’ve been to (that I can remember!) so a swim sounded absolutey amazing. The park was gorgeous. I may be turning more hippie as the days go by but it was a relief to be away from the city and the sounds and the smells and bask in fresh air and natural beauty. And we were one of the first groups on the trail so it wasn’t busy. The walk to the waterfall was only 3.6km so we had a nice, leisurely hike and then came up on the Javira Waterfall, which dropped only about 50 feet or so but was just stunning. It dropped from a cliff under which was a cave. I coudn’t wait to get in. A little cliff diving to get into the water? OK! It felt amazing and the water was cool and refreshing and oh so clean. I swam into the cave where you could see all of the beautiful and slighly creepy rock formations and the bats that were hanging out within them. It was seriously cool. In fact, it’s the highlight of my trip so far. Just beautiful. We hung in and around the water for a while just getting some sun and relaxing and talking before we headed back to Trinidad.

On the trail to Salto de Javira
On the trail to Salto de Javira
The waterfall at Salto de Javira
The waterfall at Salto de Javira

Lunch! And boy was I hungry – which I thought was a very good sign of my health. We went to a “famous” paladar in the old town called San Jose where, guess who I saw? Michael and his tour group that I met in Havana on Saturday last week. Small world, huh? I knew we’d be in the same cities so was hoping to see them again. I felt kinda like the mayor – sitting at restaurant and seeing some old friends. And…the pizza was fantastic. I know, pizza in Cuba. But yes, I’d been craving it!

San Jose Restaurant Trinidad
San Jose Restaurant Trinidad

We were given some free time to wander in Trinidad before dinner and the town is so charming. But, man, is it HOT. And it has no shade. What they call it here in English is “in the shadow”. So a guide will not say to get in the shade, they’ll say to get in the shadow. I was finally able to find some local, lovely art and some gifts for friends that didn’t include sinning (i.e. NOT cigars or booze).

As you walk this town you are inundated by it’s personality – or what I feel is it’s personality – and it has a distinct smell as well. It’s personality is slow and hot and sexy and romantic and thirsty (for more than just drinks). It’s stuck in the late 1800s and resisting the need to move forward. The scents of the city reflect this. You smell exhaust from the tour buses and classic cars, fragrant aromas of freshly cooked bread and pizza and more traditional dishes, sweat and sunscreen from the sunburned tourists and sometimes the droppings of horse and dogs. It is a heady mix – sometimes a good one and sometimes a bad, depending on your step. Regardless, it’s a city that will stay with you, one way or the other. And it is just filled with tourists. The locals you run into are in your homestay or serving at one of the restaurants, bars or shops.

Our evening was spent on the beach at Playa Alcon – the nicest beach in the southern part of Cuba. Cuba is known for it’s beautiful white sand beaches but those are in the north. This beach was….nice. It’s not the most beautiful I’ve seen but I’ve seen some amazing beach. This was white sand and ocean as far as the eye could see and that, to me, is enough. Some of us swam. I took advantage of the chance to swim in the ocean since I didn’t get to do that in the Bay of Pigs. The water is so, so clear! You can see down to your feet and some of the creepy things under the water (lots of sea urchins – ouch!). And literally you could see to the edge of the horizon and watch as the orange sun began to slowly dip into the sea. Simply beautiful and peaceful and calm and religious.

The sunset over Playa Ancon
The sunset over Playa Ancon

We had a lovely picnic on the beach. Tony had hired a local band to play for us. Ok, the band was 2 young Cubans but they were amazing. Guitar and bongos and voices and that’s all they needed. Tony joined in playing the guiro (a Latin American percussion instrument that produces a rasping noise) and even our driver Tony joined in playing the claves (another Latin American percussion instrument that produces a bright clicking noise). It was an unforgettable time. The sun setting, surrounded by new friends, eating delicious food and drinking various Cuban cocktails. Unfortunately, my body was not ready to accept any form of alcohol but I did try Trinidad’s traditional Conchanchurra, which is an intoxicating mix of rum, lime juice and honey. So yummy!

Tony on the claves, Tony on the guiro and our own personal band
Tony on the claves, Tony on the guiro and our own personal band
Beautiful red snapper served on Playa Ancon
Beautiful red snapper served on Playa Ancon

We’d been hearing about the one thing in Trinidad that you could not miss – a local disco called Disco Alaya. It is a dance club….in a cave! Its something not to be missed so some of us made a stop there after returning from the beach.

The packed steps outside Casa de la Musica, Trinidad
The packed steps outside Casa de la Musica, Trinidad

Ok, so I set a few ground rules for myself when I turned 30. Two of them where 1. not to stand in a line to get into a bar – it can’t be that good! and 2. not to pay a cover charge. I have broken the rules a few times and for good reason and this was to be one of those times. We stood in a line for at least 30 minutes and then paid 5 CUCs AND had to check our purses (WTF – where do you put your money when you’re wearing a dress?!). But off we went. And in a word (ok, two) – worth it! We walked down about 30 steps or so and crossed over and looked up into this open cavern. Stalactites hanging down, jaggety rocks, odd formations and of course – a dance floor. It was wicked cool. How they hung up big screen TVs for music videos and a DJ booth I’ll never know but the atmosphere was on the verge of explosive – like it couldn’t wait to get there. The music was way too loud. The dancing was called reggaeton – which “blends musical influences of Jamaican dancehall and Trinidadian soca with those of Puerto Rico, such as salsa, bomba, Latin American hip hop, and electronica” and is sung in Spanish. And the drinks were cheap and weak and way too small. It had a lot of charm. Picture Cubans and tourists in skimpy clothing dancing and singing as if no one was watching. Some couples hooking up in the corners and your senses inundated with sound and smell and sweat. Those of you that know me know that this is not my scene but I am so glad I went. I didn’t stay long but the fascinating mix of people and ages, the sensory overload and being able to see one of my tour mates dance with two local women and a transvestite was so worth the money!

Disco Alaya - a dance club in a cave, Trinidad
Disco Alaya – a dance club in a cave, Trinidad