office isn't open yet so I'll park my arse on the curb. Got on the bus and met a girl from Finland who loved a chat, she kept trying to make me eat her finnish flat bread ( reminded me of the shit the hobbits eat in lord of the rings) but unfortunately I felt like I was going to hurl so I nodded off. 3 hours later im in Santa Clara. The little taxi dude was outside the bus station with my name on a bit of paper spelt 'berlindar'! I quickly checked what time the bus to varadero leaves tomorrow and hooked it up with my cabbie that he get me back to the station at 7.15am tomorrow .......sorted. Got to the casa and they are very friendly. I think I've scored a room to myself again for $20 with aircon. It is again as hot as a bitch here, even the locals say its friggin hot. I decided to jump a bike taxi to the che Guevara memorial (when in Rome.......as I now know what Santa Clara is famous for......Che is buried here). The poor bastard peddling me around town in the blazing sun, I felt terrible. The Che museum and memorial is quiet nice, pretty small but full of great items that once belonged to Che including an array of weapons, clothes, diaries etc. I stood in front of were Che's remains are now buried after they were recovered from a secret mass grave in Bolivia