Third Week in Cuba

Our last week in Cuba was bitter-sweet; we hated to leave Matt but we knew that it meant we were closing in on the end of this deployment and our time apart. We also thoroughly enjoyed the rest of our time there, knowing we would probably never get a chance to visit again. I actually felt a tinge of sadness as the ferry was pulling away and taking us to the small air port on the other side of the bay. It was a beautiful place to be and lots of special family memories were made.
During the days when Matt was at work, Hayden and I had to be creative to find ways to pass the time. He found the bucket of sea glass that we had collected one morning and spent the better part of an hour lining it all up like a train.

One afternoon we got word that a British supply ship was in port so we drove down to check it out.


We had dinner one more time at the Bayview club. They do Mongolian barbeque every Thursday night and it was good! Can't beat the view, either.


The evening before we left we headed out to the one beach we had yet to visit for some last minute beach fun as a family.






On the way back to the house we made a quick stop for a photo op: They named a street after us. Wasn't that nice?


Later while eating frozen pizza for dinner, Hayden and I watched Matt try to crack into a coconut that we found on the beach. Apparently this is no simple task...
...and it took a while.


Finally- success! Except for the fact that we were all holding our breath to take this picture as quickly as possible so that Matt could throw that rancid thing out the door. Note to self: next time you find a coconut just lying on the ground and have no idea how long it has been there, just leave it alone.