 These are my good friends Dominic and Dana and together we're going to ride bikes around western Cuba. We got up early to get the sunrise shot but it's covered by all the clouds and that is worrying us because we're like uh oh it might rain all day. We don't know because our cell phones don't work and we can't check the weather. I guess we could ask a local Cuban who watches TV but it's interesting not having access to our cell phones. It's not often that you have completely zero reach to the outside world. Keeps you from looking at your phone all the time. Buenos dias! Buenos dias! Buenos dias! Buenos dias! Buenos dias! Buenos dias! Cheers! Cheers! A lot of times when you stay at these casas particulares they make you breakfast! And we're going to get a nice home cooked meal right now usually fruit, couple eggs and bread. Buen provecho! I thought I was just going to ride basic notes but as soon as you start writing, as soon as I start writing I remember the amazing lawn mower, the lazy soldiers doing target practice, the wrong turn we made up the hill and then it just becomes a small book. The sun has come out, the city is coming alive and we are riding that way. Buenos dias! It's a bit of a blustery morning but the temperature is perfect, it's nice and cool, not a bit hot at all. That sun is being blocked by the clouds, we have the whole road to ourselves, maybe just a few buggies here and there but other than that, it is paradise. Buenos dias! Love these quiet Cuban roads. So peaceful and even when a car does come by they're really respectful to go way around you, they don't go fast but mostly what we're seeing on the roads is like horse drawn buggies. Not a whole lot of cars, a few big trucks carrying kids to school. My favorite part is just listening to the wind blow through the palm reeds. It's so pretty. There's an old car right now. It really feels like I'm riding my bike through a movie set in every way. I'm like oh there's an old 55 Chevy, oh there's an old Pontiac and it just, it's so surreal because I just don't see this type of stuff in my regular life, nobody does. Only in Cuba will you see these types of cars on the roads at all times. I really, really feel like I'm riding through a movie set. Which makes this adventure seem a lot more dreamy. Pan con tortilla which is bread and egg. Cheesy egg bread is my favorite new thing. What I'm really enjoying about this bike tour is the relaxed pace. We get to stop, chill out, visit the little villages, eat some pan con tortilla. It's all good. We saw some kids with these things and we're like we want some of those things. So we went to this house right here and the lady brought out some paletas. I don't quite know the flavor but they're really, really good. And the stick it's on is just a real stick. I love it, they don't use any plastic here. How is it Dana? This is the best popsicle I've ever had in my entire life. Not the best I've ever had, I'm not quite as charitable as that but pretty damn solid. Hola amigos. Did you know that pizza was actually invented in Cuba? It was yes. Really? Pizzas Cuban. Wow. These kids. But they certainly sell a lot of it here and we love it. It's essentially just bread and a little bit of cheese, not even a lot of cheese. This is not a cheesy pizza, barely any topping. Sometimes onions, sometimes ham but after a long day of biking. We have not found a room yet in this town called La Palma but we have found pizza and then we rode past this place that has ice cream and popsicles because those my friends are the priorities. One is never enough. We got another one. Yes, yes, yes. What do we want to do? I love Ryan. A pleasure. This room is by far the best room we've had so far. Nice and open and airy. Dana, Ryan, Dom. Looks nice, clean. We might even have hot water, kitchen, refrigerator and for later, some chess. My favorite part right here, we have our own balcony. With our own little puppy. Hi there, cutie. Hi there. You're a cute doggy, aren't you? I like this spot. This is great. The last two nights have been a little tough. Last night smelled like furniture polish and was just kind of drab. This one. Open air, that's all I want. Dana doing some laundry. Yeah, I am. Sink laundry is one of my favorite things to do on a bike tour. It's kind of like my little after-ride ritual. And when you don't have a lot of stuff, you have to wash it almost every single night. And that's what we're doing. Well, there he is. It's soaking. Is that your laundry? It's my soapy laundry. Oh, look at that. Nice. I love the little kids. I love the people. But it was cool, like giving the little kids stickers. And it was awesome. I thought it was at least maybe a second best part of the day. When Dana sniffed out the popsicle house. Oh my God, that was so great. I forgot that happened today. Yeah, I saw these school kids walking with those amazing popsicles. And I don't know a whole lot of Spanish, but I knew enough to point to that and say, don't they? I'm seeing this guy cutting hair on the street. And you know what? I don't really need a haircut, but I like getting haircuts when I go to foreign countries. It's always an experience. So I'm going to get a haircut. So I sat down and started to tell him what I wanted to do. And he's like, oh, don't worry. I know what you want. So he's just kind of doing what he's going to do. I'm wondering what it looks like, though, because Dana's face looks a little worried. Dana. I want you shorter. I don't really do haircuts for the look of it. I don't really care about style. I just like the experience. And that's what is happening right now. This is an experience getting a haircut on the streets of Cuba. It's a little scary to have a straight-edge razor on my head. I've never had somebody take so much care to cutting my hair. He has cut everything, even my eyebrows. He even cut my ear hair. I didn't know I had ear hair. And he stuck the scissors in my ear and cut whatever was in there. That's amazing. He got my eyebrows. And I have to sunscreen you up. Lots more sunscreen now. But hey, it was a good experience. I got a new friend in Cuba. He's the man. Gracias amigo. I just looked at my hair for the first time. Whoa, boy. I look like I fit right into the 50s. I look like what my dad looked like. Also, that was the cheapest haircut of my life. It was 10 Cuban pesos. It's about 25 to the dollar. So less than 50 cents for that haircut. And he seriously took his time on it. He said it was an honor for him to cut my hair. He said, as he was talking to me in super fast Cuban Spanish, he's like, we're all big one, big family. American, Cuban, whatever. Doesn't matter. We're all part of the same family. I love it. I love it.