Article by:
Christopher Baker
Old Havana overflows with colonial castles, convents and cobbled plazas. Detroit dowagers with fins sharp enough to draw blood rattle along the Malecón seafront boulevard. And the Tropicana cabaret -- a sensual salsa-charged extravaganza -- recalls the pre-revolutionary heyday of sin.
Welcome to communism, Caribbean style. Socialism and sensuality.
Havana's gritty, faintly louche authenticity is unique -- an enthralling amalgam of colonialism, capitalism and communism. It's also uniquely charming. You won't want to sleep for missing a vital experience as you explore streets haunted by Ernest Hemingway's ghost. Read the full travel article here.
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