by Penny Thompson 12.07.04.
The sign on the main road indicated food, walking trails, a viewpoint and more so my husband and I started up a dirt road in the Sierra del Escambray mountains of south central Cuba. But the road got worse and worse. There was no way to turn around. “If we get stuck here were screwed,” said my husband and I seriously began to question my navigation skills. But there had to be something up here, didn’t there? You don’t see many signposts in Cuba and the one at the turning was a fairly large one. Was this a back way in?
The mystery was eventually solved five kilometers later when we suddenly spotted a cluster of four wheel drive vehicles, dozens of tents and about 60 people eating lunch at picnic tables. Some men were getting into a truck and seemed quite surprised to see us drive up in our tiny rental car. “Somos perditos,” I said in my best phrasebook Spanish. “We’re lost.”
They all had a good laugh. And one who spoke English kindly explained it was an ecotourist resort. The truck was heading back to the main road and they would make sure we got back there safely...