The entrance hall had a design of the seventies which I found charming. An older man came towards me an asked me whether I needed a ride. I agreed and we drove to downtown of Havana, capital of Cuba.
It was a very cute version of Star Bucks and had a great blend of Mexican coffee. They also had very special cakes and other kind of deserts. I sat there for a while and read a local newspaper.
Luckily the town was small and the hotel manager could call all taxi stations. They checked it through their radios and an hour later the driver was back with our bags. He did not want to be paid extra, but I insisted. |
