First up for the day was breakfast at the casa of fruit, coffee, juice, bread & eggs and then it was time to explore Santa Clara which now that it was light we discovered was not scary & the Main Street & square were only a block away. Our first task for the day was to organise transport to Trinidad for tomorrow so we walked the few kms to the bus station which was crazy & disorganised. We waited in a line with a number of other foreigners behind a closed door to try & reserve a ticket but after no movement in 20 mins standing in the heat & humidity we decided to at least see about a shared or private taxi. We ended up negotiating a private taxi for 60CUC/USD & they would stop at Topes de Collantes a protected natural area/park on the way so we could go for a walk. I was considering a tour out to the park from Trinidad anyway so I worked out similar in cost overall than the bus plus taxis from the bus station etc and as long as they turned up it would save a lot of time (& less queuing). That mission complete we got a horse & bus style carriage back into the centre for 3CUC and commenced queueing again, this time to change money but realised once we got into the bank that we didn't have passports on us so walked back through the main square to our accomodation past a group of perhaps a hundred children dressed in Che Guevera style uniforms singing & chanting with a crowd gathered around to celebrate 57 years since the Rebels led by Che derailed the armoured train in Santa Clara. It was a very propaganda-esque performance. The heat was starting to get a bit much so once we returned to the casa we moved to the room with 2 beds more so because it was quieter & chilled out for a while. Mum discovered that Elizabeth who ran the casa also did massage so she arranged for one in an hour. In that time we returned to change money, this time with passports plus there was no queue and then walked to the 'monument' of the derailed train which seemed fitting given it was on this day 57 years ago that it was ambushed. The area was made up of 3 train carriages/wagons & the bulldozer which helped with the derailing. Inside the wagons were pictures and information about the event, not surprisingly singing the praises of Che. We wandered back to the casa so mum could get her massage and then afterwards went to find somewhere in the square to use the wifi as the card we had bought wasn't working at the casa. We sat with all the locals who were talking to family overseas & playing on their phones as wifi was new to Cuba & still a novelty. For dinner we went in search of the government run restaurant called Casa del Gobernador which was just reopening as we rocked up at 7pm. It was a very fancy looking building & inside had interesting takes in famous artworks on the walls & very good service. Our bill came to just 15CUC for 2 mains (slow cooked lamb shanks for mum & a Hawaiian kind of pork fillet for me), a chicken rice side, salad, water & 2 cocktails. Both meals were very tasty & generous so we will certainly be looking for more government run restaurants from now on. Full, we returned to the casa for the night.