comes from the 4 previous post.
H emingway was a great Kurdish
N or no bar in Havana that no award is Heminwgay step for him, but only two can attest to that. One is La Floridita.
find it by chance, as we walked the streets filled with houses and tenements, with cages of canaries hung on exterior walls. In one corner pink posters announced that it was one of the 7 most popular bars in the world (I have no idea what are the other 6) and she said Hemingway, "My daiquiri is from La Floridita." First place surprised me: not a simple still life, the decor was immaculate, the bar was preceded cedar and a very luxurious living room. The youth do not even asked who wanted to take, directly left two daiquiris on some coasters (I gave one I brought from memory) to advertise the plantains and a tray. It was six o'clock in the afternoon and I was on an empty stomach (no lunch at Varadero wanted because I was choking breakfast), and should be that I took it too fast, but when I take pictures I could not get up. Far lejísimo the best daiquiri I took in my life. The one with as much rum as well. And the most expensive, but that's anecdotal.
A writer's life-size figure in bronze, leaning against the bar and photos of Ernest with Fidel. I the feeling of being in another time, perhaps because the lights dim, or because the musicians played old songs (in Cuba there are musicians everywhere, even in the street), but would not move (besides not being able, of course). I was so comfortable that I wished to go, but we had to swim back to the hotel. Two hours later we were waiting for dinner at La Bodeguita del Medio.
Bronson Pierce Dining
S abíamos where the cross was because during our walk. Stoned 207, just around the cathedral. We had reservations for 9 pm and the taxi left us two blocks away because that area is closed to vehicles after dark. One thing is to walk by day, but Havana is in the dark labyrinth. We asked a policeman, who not only informed us, he took the trouble to join us to not get lost. (Not for safety, no crime in Cuba.)
We found in a small room with 6 wooden tables and hard chairs. My husband Guillermo Francella alongside Pierce Brosnan and me. Almost kiss the waiter for the courtesy. No, not that they were in person. La Bodeguita is lined with photos of celebrities who ate there (or as Hemingway took a mojito while writing The Old Man and the Sea) and the walls signed by all the people who passed by. The menu is fixed, but it was the best I ate in Cuba. Baked pork leg, fries, salad, rice with black cover, some donuts do not know how they are called, olives and a lot of "chopped". I searched few Argentines were framed and found (besides Francella) to Susu Pecoraro, Miguel Bonasso, Fito Paez and Cecilia Roth Maradona. The rest of the world, from Rita Hayworth to Sean Penn, and hundreds more. All the site holding the poster. Behind us was a English couple, and the lady spent the night Emilio challenging the husband. That alone was hilarious. After the "shortie" (espresso so strong that it seems oil), we were listening to the musicians for a while, and went for a walk at night from Havana. We sneaked into a private party at the Cathedral Square, we walk along the waterfront to see the full moon reflected in the sea, and (look that poetic) with a heart full of beauty, we went to sleep.
When I go on bus nose
D test fter about two hundred different things for breakfast, we decided to go the 3 Torres del Morro.
El Morro is a fortification built by the English in 1500, guarding the entrance to the bay. It is exactly a stone castle as it surely will be in Europe, with a deep well, a drawbridge (which are just strings) and a lighthouse on top, all surrounded by an impressive breakwater. From there you can see the city of Havana.
strolled a while and decided to go (there was not much more), but we have a problem: how can?. The most logical: Taxi ... that did not happen. Asked the lady at the entrance and we suggested a bus (line group). The ticket costs 0.50 pesos (which is not the same as CUC) ... not had. Right then drew from his pocket and gave us a coin without accepting in return the CUC that we offered. "You are tourists, but above all Argentines," he said. And a few minutes after we got in a bus between people, motorcycles and bicycles!. When we saw a building known, we decided to get off. We were opposite the Museum of the Revolution, and there we were.
continues and ends tomorrow.
H emingway was a great Kurdish
N or no bar in Havana that no award is Heminwgay step for him, but only two can attest to that. One is La Floridita.
find it by chance, as we walked the streets filled with houses and tenements, with cages of canaries hung on exterior walls. In one corner pink posters announced that it was one of the 7 most popular bars in the world (I have no idea what are the other 6) and she said Hemingway, "My daiquiri is from La Floridita." First place surprised me: not a simple still life, the decor was immaculate, the bar was preceded cedar and a very luxurious living room. The youth do not even asked who wanted to take, directly left two daiquiris on some coasters (I gave one I brought from memory) to advertise the plantains and a tray. It was six o'clock in the afternoon and I was on an empty stomach (no lunch at Varadero wanted because I was choking breakfast), and should be that I took it too fast, but when I take pictures I could not get up. Far lejísimo the best daiquiri I took in my life. The one with as much rum as well. And the most expensive, but that's anecdotal.
A writer's life-size figure in bronze, leaning against the bar and photos of Ernest with Fidel. I the feeling of being in another time, perhaps because the lights dim, or because the musicians played old songs (in Cuba there are musicians everywhere, even in the street), but would not move (besides not being able, of course). I was so comfortable that I wished to go, but we had to swim back to the hotel. Two hours later we were waiting for dinner at La Bodeguita del Medio.
Bronson Pierce Dining
S abíamos where the cross was because during our walk. Stoned 207, just around the cathedral. We had reservations for 9 pm and the taxi left us two blocks away because that area is closed to vehicles after dark. One thing is to walk by day, but Havana is in the dark labyrinth. We asked a policeman, who not only informed us, he took the trouble to join us to not get lost. (Not for safety, no crime in Cuba.)
We found in a small room with 6 wooden tables and hard chairs. My husband Guillermo Francella alongside Pierce Brosnan and me. Almost kiss the waiter for the courtesy. No, not that they were in person. La Bodeguita is lined with photos of celebrities who ate there (or as Hemingway took a mojito while writing The Old Man and the Sea) and the walls signed by all the people who passed by. The menu is fixed, but it was the best I ate in Cuba. Baked pork leg, fries, salad, rice with black cover, some donuts do not know how they are called, olives and a lot of "chopped". I searched few Argentines were framed and found (besides Francella) to Susu Pecoraro, Miguel Bonasso, Fito Paez and Cecilia Roth Maradona. The rest of the world, from Rita Hayworth to Sean Penn, and hundreds more. All the site holding the poster. Behind us was a English couple, and the lady spent the night Emilio challenging the husband. That alone was hilarious. After the "shortie" (espresso so strong that it seems oil), we were listening to the musicians for a while, and went for a walk at night from Havana. We sneaked into a private party at the Cathedral Square, we walk along the waterfront to see the full moon reflected in the sea, and (look that poetic) with a heart full of beauty, we went to sleep.
When I go on bus nose
D test fter about two hundred different things for breakfast, we decided to go the 3 Torres del Morro.
El Morro is a fortification built by the English in 1500, guarding the entrance to the bay. It is exactly a stone castle as it surely will be in Europe, with a deep well, a drawbridge (which are just strings) and a lighthouse on top, all surrounded by an impressive breakwater. From there you can see the city of Havana.
strolled a while and decided to go (there was not much more), but we have a problem: how can?. The most logical: Taxi ... that did not happen. Asked the lady at the entrance and we suggested a bus (line group). The ticket costs 0.50 pesos (which is not the same as CUC) ... not had. Right then drew from his pocket and gave us a coin without accepting in return the CUC that we offered. "You are tourists, but above all Argentines," he said. And a few minutes after we got in a bus between people, motorcycles and bicycles!. When we saw a building known, we decided to get off. We were opposite the Museum of the Revolution, and there we were.
continues and ends tomorrow.
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