Welcome back to our blog – it gets dramatic today!
Glorious as the beach was, at some point we had to head back to our casa in Baracoa town-centre. It was afternoon nap time! Also our guide seemed to be having trouble with the concept of taking a photo of us underwater, and kept getting photos of just our chests. Sure it was an accident… all four times.
Like Wallace and Gromit, we gathered together our assorted shells, Cuban paraphernalia and various coconut bits and bobs and got back into our SIDE-CAR!
After a quick stop at the driver’s house (we don’t know why but apparently that is totally normal in Cuba so we went with it) we arrived back at the casa.
At this point, tragedy befell us.
Elle the Engineer found out the hard way that exhaust pipes get hot. Rosie, who had previously burnt her leg on a motorbike exhaust, forgot to mention this in advance. Cue a sizzling noise and a smell a bit like bacon.
Rosie doesn’t respond well to incidents like this. Neither does Elle.
A few minutes after burning her leg Elle noticed it was looking a bit odd and that there didn’t seem to be any skin there anymore. She pointed this out to Rosie who PANICKED, rushed her to the bathroom and made her run it under cold water for 10 minutes. There was a stopwatch involved.
All would have been well had our bathroom had cold running water in a position under which a leg can be easily inserted.
It is at this point that Elle feels it is necessary to warn you that if you are likely to burn your leg on a motorbike at any point in your Baracoan stay, Arquímede and Bárbaras casa is not for you.
If you’ve never experienced the sheer, excruciating agony of holding yourself up by just your arms with your hands resting on a toilet seat that may or may not be entirely hygienic – and is certainly slightly slippery – whilst your arms replace every drop of liquid with lactic acid and pain, Elle can thoroughly recommend the experience. The feeling when it is over is absolutely sublime.
After Elle had been safely bandaged up and recovered the use of her arms (thank you mummy for packing a hospital grade first aid kit!) we finally had our nap.
Emotionally exhausting and physically brutal – what a day!
Thanks for reading our blog! Tune in again next week for more photos, tips and stories from our shenanigans in Cuba!