Playa Larga

The evening of Day 3 was spent at our second casa particulares in Playa Larga, next on the Bay of Pigs. It seemed anyone who lived in Playa Larga was either open for business, or under construction to be open for business in the future. Almost to a "T", to have a room for rent meant having A/C while the locals did without. Our B&B was owned by a non-practicing veterinarian who had the bright idea to get a Husky puppy. I thought to myself anyone who has a Husky dog in Cuba should be put on trial for dog abuse. That poor puppy was panting 90% of the time I saw him. I told the owners that they need to shave him. I think that my suggestion was loss in translation.