On the trail of Papa Hemingway – The Saratoga Hotel, Havana

Saratoga Hotel Bar
Saratoga Hotel Bar

I was offered a cigar and a mojito. I had only arrived. I had not even left immigration. A beautifully harmonised live band plays you salsa at the airport’s baggage claim area in arrivals. These are the done things. These mean you’re in Cuba.

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