Iona filled us in on what she had been doing like working in Ecuador and the Galapagos and a bit of travelling, we compared stories of travelling and what not and ate. From what she was saying and how she described the Galapagos made me very jealous, it sounded like the paradise I had briefly experienced in Trinidad & Tobago and had been hoping to find in Barbados and the Bahamas but never actually making it to the latter two. She was some travel writer or something from some Ecuadorian based tour company and had also been making a underwater film about diving or something like that. I had attempted scuba diving once before but had a bad experience I would rather not talk about, lets just say I don't like wearing the mask. Back to the hotel to clean up, having showers. The humidity and undesirable hear make Cuba a very sweaty place. After getting cleaned up we all went for a walk, Frank and I showed Iona a bit of old Havana. Had a meal in a restaurant and played some more cards. The night was pretty quiet so we retired back to the hotel, or maybe had a drink or two in bar Monserrate (BM from now on). We arranged to meet up in the morning after breakfast and Frank and I checking in back at the Plaza, to go to the nearest beach, 'Santa Marta'.