10 months and 12 days after returning home from my last international adventure I packed my passport once again and headed for the airport. Shay and I caught a late flight to LAX, spent the night on the airport floor behind a row of chairs at the gate, and flew out the next morning en route to Havana. An uneventful flight later we landed in Havana and caught a taxi to our pre-booked Airbnb in the middle of the historic center.
Our initial look at Havana was just like all the photos, with old cars everywhere |
We dropped our bags and changed into shorts. There may or may not have also been some excited jumping up and down and squealing. I can neither confirm nor deny this. Then we got a map from Felipe, a couple suggestions, and went to explore Havana a little. Also find dinner, which incidentally was also my birthday dinner.
Three blocks from our room we found the capitol building, a plethora of taxi drivers with beautiful classic cars, and Nardos, where we had a delightful dinner at a fantastic price.
Dinner consisted of garlic shrimp, fish croquettes, steamed yucca, and fried plantains.
Of course we also had some celebratory daiquiris made with the famous Havana Club rum.
Our table was in a corner with mirrors all around it, so photo taking was a bit of a creative effort |
We finished the cake, though I'm still not quite sure how.
'Felicidades' was written in chocolate and sprinkles on the plate |
We took our roses and walked down Calle Obispo (one of the main streets in the old town) to the water and got our first look at the Atlantic. Havana sticks out a bit into the ocean so there's lots of waterfront to enjoy. We circled around and headed for our beds, excited to wake up to a full day of adventures.
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