Welcome back to our Cuba blog!
Remember when the Millennium Bridge kept swaying and how unsafe people said it looked? Not dangerous enough. Think the bridge Shrek and Donkey cross to reach Fiona and you’ve pretty much got the exact same bridge that leads to Playa Blanca.
No wonder we had to cross by boat instead of actually having to walk on this – although you do get dropped off at the point the bridge has collapsed into the water and have to walk the rest of the way, because rickety old bridges that sway gently with every step over the gaping maw of an active volcano as the lava gently bubbles below you (fine, it was a river. But it was warm, ok??) just shouldn’t be missed. Our terrifying slip’n’slide over the last few metres were more than enough.
If those few steps hadn’t brought us to such a breathtaking area they would not have been worth it. Check out this photo:
Ok, I’m skipping ahead a bit. First we had to climb a massive steep hill to reach this viewpoint.
Tourists are absolutely not allowed to wander through these forests without supervision, it’s part of a natural park (el Parque Natural Majayara). It may be the litter they tend to drop everywhere (Oxford Street on Saturday is proof enough of that) or it may be that you could get lost in the endless coconut, coffee and banana trees and never be found.
Either way, you need to get yourself a guide. They’ll direct you to one from the boat and the locals happily usher you on towards the last house before the forest as soon as they catch a glimpse of your slightly sunburnt but still agonisingly pale skin. The guide’ll then take you up the road to the underground lake. Shall we follow?
Tune into our blog again next week to hear about our frolic in the cave, and for more photos and tips from our adventures in Cuba!