We hired a taxi driver to take us to Viñales. It was an ancient Chevy, poorly maintained, but gave us that quintessential Cuban transportation experience.

The highway to Viñales was three lanes wide in each direction, something I've never seen in Latin America, and the traffic was practically non-existent. The ride took about two hours.

Around an hour and a half in, we blew a tire. We all got out and the driver put on a spare.

We took off again, and took a right turn into the mountains.

It took us a little time, and some asking around, to find the AirBnB place we're renting. Viñales is something of a tourist town, and it seems like most of the houses there were for rent, or offered rooms for rent.

After getting settled, we struck out to discover the downtown, which is also over-run by restaurants, and seem to specialize in small pizzas (we're going to try those later). We stopped at the first restaurant we encountered, and had omelets, coffee, rice and beans and fried plantains. It was all pretty good.