After some planning this morning, went for a walk. Going to the Cadeca to exchange my last hundred dollar bill US. Around a block from the Airbnb, someone called me. Who would I know in Trinidad, Cuba? It was the woman and her son from the last town, who put me on a bus to Trinidad! They had a broken phone, and had come to town to deal with it.
Cubans have different hand gestures. I like the one for eating, as in "Is this for cooking or eating?" "Eating." It looks like a vertical hand, facing your face, then folding back the fingers half.