Carlos paid for a driver pick me up at the Viazul bus terminal, which I thought was a very classy thing to do. His assistant was very welcoming and gave me directions and suggestions of places to visit and Carlos suggested a dinner spot called Casa Rolando. (The dinner turned out to be awful with bad service and tasteless food that made my already sick stomach feel worse.)
The room was spacious, with fans and an AC that worked OK but didn't cool the room sufficiently. The AC was up high and I couldn't tell what setting it was on because I couldn't reach it, so I had to put on the wall fan as well. That meant that the curtain covering the frosted glass wall would billow, leaving me with little privacy. I couldn't walk around naked and had to dress in the dark.
I know this is Cuba and beds aren't of the same standard that us foreigners are used to, but the bed was lumpier than any of the Casa s Particulares I stayed during my two-week trip to Cuba. The pillows were awful, as if someone made them out of newspaper. The shower was too tiny to move in and there was no place to put the towels, which, by the way, were emblazoned with Hotel Nacional. (How those towels wound up there is a curious thing.)
The house is on a dusty street, not far from the center of tired town center. I was not enjoying any of that trip so even though I paid for two nights at this overpriced BnB, I left after the first night.
Of the six BnBs I stayed in Cuba, this is the only place I would not recommend.