Day 16 - It's my Birthday Trinidad

Day 16 Tuesday 15^th March          It’s my Birthday Trinidad

This birthday will last the month long. Holidaying in an incredible part of the world, my Cullen Growler hanging up at home, 24/7 with the best man ever and everything is grand.

   
 Yokavi, our host presents me with a glorious Cuban birthday cake at breakfast. Totally unexpected and again it demonstrates what great people the Cuban’s are. This luxury item needless to say is such a special moment. With tears of joy and gratitude, we settle into eating the cake. Guava filling and not quite sure what the external covering is, whipped egg whites is my guess.

For a non-swimmer, the beach is one of my favourite pass times so we catch a taxi to Playa Ancon. It’s about 10km out of town and the perfect place to lounge in the sun on ones birthday. Crystal water, white sand and minimal human interruption, making one unspoilt beach.

Late afternoon , we return to the casa to shower and get ready for the evening. We chose an original Colonial Restaurant for dinner as a treat which resembles a museum of fine dining. Everything is so beautiful and delicately laid, the table set with the finest crystal, crockery, silver, antiques and sculptures taking you back in time. The musicians are supported by a lovely young couple who randomly select guests to join them on the dance floor. Andrew managed to score 3 -4 dances with the lovely signorina much to his embarrassment.

One of the funny things during our 4 course meal was no matter what you ordered we both got the same thing. The couple on the table next to us experienced the same thing. For our main, we choose different lobster but got the same thing with the exception of the condiment sauce. So okay half different. Delicious I may add but still hilarious.

Andrew’s move on the dance floor were a highlight as no other sucker was getting up.

 I’m not sure the signorina went home with any toes , but it made the night. It’s customary that one of the band members spruiks their CD or collects tips for the band. On this occasion, Andrew tips them $5 to sing happy birthday for me but fortunately something was lost in the translation. Poor Andrew, very happy Gina J!