The first night was all about getting used to the craziness and hectic pace of Havana, and tasting local mojitos and cigars.
Hotel Sevilla Havana
The hotel was located very close to elegant Prado promenade that was perfect for people-(and car)watching. Although, all those exquisite 50's American cars are nice to look at, the pollution they create is incredible. At some streets it was actually hard to breathe and I had to cover my eyes from all the exhaust and dust.
Exploring residential buildings in Central Havana, most of them didn't have windows or doors
salsa night at Hotel Inglaterra
“My mojito in La Bodeguita, my daiquiri in La Floridita,” wrote Ernest Hemingway of his infamous drinking exploits in Havana.
We stumbled upon La Bodeguita in Old Havana by chance so trying mojitos there was a must. Of course, as one may guess, it was very touristic and they were a bit stingy with rum, but the atmosphere and live music was great nevertheless.
The street in front of La Bodeguita del Medio was excellent for meeting with locals and other tourists. Most locals take money from you for taking photos or for asking help, but this guy was just happy to chat and show his National Geographic cover shot he was very proud of.