Time was ticking by and dinner was looming on mine and everybody else's mind, what were we to do, we were in another part of the city and had no idea of prices or quality of food. Hunting around for food got us nowhere and every moment that past was a little longer for our stomachs to endure time without food. As we were near the hotel National of Cuba we went in for a look around. On the outside it was this grand palatial building with two huge parapets and it had the look as if it was very old. Inside was another story, yes it was lavish with marble and polished metal but it was plain and boring, very long, open and cold and had a feel more of an airport terminal than a luxury ***** hotel. I'm glad I wasn't staying here, even if somebody paid me to I would rather stay where I was or go to the hotel Inglaterra. In the outside bar over looking the harbour we sat waiting for a waiter to come and serve us drinks, so once again we played some cards. The waiter never showed up even though he had said that he would come over once we sat down, this was a good thing as the drinks were twice as expensive here and I bet they were really tight with the ingredients holding back on the spirits in their cocktails. Mosquitoes were out on patrol tonight whizzing around and swooping in for the occasional suck of my beautiful blood, to my annoyance. We shortly left as both Iona and myself were being bombarded by these blood thirsty beasts. Where to, nobody knew but we needed food now as a couple of hours had past since we decided to go eat dinner.