After the show in Banes and the afterparty at the hotel we only had little time to rest. Again we had to get up really in the morning because the next show was took place outside the city of Holguin. We were told that we were supposed to play at a beach and we we're pretty excited about it because this was going to be another fitst time experience for us. But we had no idea how crazy it was about to get...! This day, there were about 9 big busses waiting to bring all the participants of the festival to the beach. So pretty much every delegation was supposed to perform at the same spot this day. The beach was a part of some kind of a national monument because it's the spot where Colombus found land for the first time after his journey across the atlantic. So we kinda expected some kind of refernce to this fact...we arrived at a parking lot from where we could overview a beautiful bay with a sandy beach. Right after the point where the sand turned into solid ground, a stage was set up. A lot of people were already there or arriving and gathering at the beach. And what we were kinda joking about a little earlier was really happening: the title track of the movie "1492 - conquest of paradies" roared out of the PA at full power. It was a little amusing at first but I have to admit that it didn't left me completely untouched. The whole scenery and all the people gathering and the wind that sent massive clouds rushing over the bay where pretty epic.
No one really seemed to know whar the schedule for the day was. So we asked David and he went off to find out at what time we were supposed to play. Soon he came back and handed us a bottle of rum, telling us we would play last. It was only about 11am and yesterday's booze was still present in our bodies. But hey, we were in Cuba! So we opened that bottle...and looking around us it became obvious really quickly, that pretty much everyone on that beach was doing the same. We met our new friends from Colombia and they were already at least one bottle ahead of us! So we spent the next couple of hours swimming in the sea watching the other groups perform and of cours...sipping rum. More and more local people started to gather at the beach as the day went on, even the local cowboys on there horses.
No one really seemed to know whar the schedule for the day was. So we asked David and he went off to find out at what time we were supposed to play. Soon he came back and handed us a bottle of rum, telling us we would play last. It was only about 11am and yesterday's booze was still present in our bodies. But hey, we were in Cuba! So we opened that bottle...and looking around us it became obvious really quickly, that pretty much everyone on that beach was doing the same. We met our new friends from Colombia and they were already at least one bottle ahead of us! So we spent the next couple of hours swimming in the sea watching the other groups perform and of cours...sipping rum. More and more local people started to gather at the beach as the day went on, even the local cowboys on there horses.
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