There were no real highlights for our last day spent in Trinidad. We went to the beach at Playa Ancon and attempted Casa De La Musica once again. It wasn’t what we were expecting and we were exhausted, so we left early to prepare for our 4 hour ride back to Havana the next day. 

Prior to our trip, we had decided as a collective that we were going to purchase mini gifts and toiletries for the less fortunate children and families of Cuba. We ended up giving these gift bags to our host so that she could distribute them out to the families in need at the local church. We just felt in our hearts that the city of Trinidad needed it more than Havana. 

To sum it up, the city of Trinidad, Cuba will forever have my heart. Aside from it being the most humbling experience, it was the most familial. There seemed to be no troubles here, no hate; everyone was extremely neighborly and welcoming. Everyone in this little town seemed to know each other, hell even the dogs roamed free throughout the day before returning to their rightful owners at night. The people of Trinidad have pride in who they are and they cope with whatever life throws at them with whatever resources they’re given because they have to. The lights went out in the whole town and it didn’t phase them. They turned on their flashlights and radios and simply embraced what was.