Okay, so I called it a road! The map even shows it as a primary route, even gives it a number (20). Fact is, this route takes on many different forms. From pathed to scathed. What should take 40-45 minutes takes a full 90. Let�s start from Santiago de Cuba. The road meanders its way toward the Caribbean Ocean fairly well maintained and with the promise of a smooth and scenic journey, the Sierra Maestra on one side, the ocean on the other. About 10 km in and the pot holes and crumbling roadside reminds you that you are in Cuba and the priority is not to �go easy� on the suspension of this new �Marco Polo� bus. The view continues to get better as the �road� gets progressively worse, it�s hard to tell hole from road and being in the hole is smoother than the abrupt thud as the wheels hit the pathed sections. 50 km, now skillfully dodging �holes�, sheep, cows and pigs the driver has now slowed down to an excruciating pace of a Toronto rush hour. Must admit, this gives you time to view the majestic mountains and if you where smart enough to buy some beers in town, you can drink without spilling it over yourself or the person in front of you! From here on in the only smooth sections are that of cemented bridges which I think they built in the wrong place, seeing as we have just slowed down to go through a �river� cutting the road off like a cabbie in Havana. Maybe the river took a wrong turn! Oddly enough these seemingly well maintained and �bump free� bridges have nothing flowing beneath them. I chuckled and decided to call them the bridges over Rio Nada. Later on during our stay in the Chivirico area, we took to the road on scooters and continued to head west towards Pilon, the road (yes now it was a road), although less traveled was more of what you would expect from a scenic route, the Sierra Maestra now barely leaving enough room for the flat top before plunging into the Caribbean.