At least an hour out of Havana, were to the ruins of the Coffee Plantation of Antiguo Cafetal Angerona. The woods, fields and roads were quietly alive with people, hitch-hiking or moving quietly about their business. The place was old, and only the stone remnants of the structures remained. Brenda and Carla, both Cuban dancers took the long ride out with our team, and again, no English, but I would find that with all the dancers.
