Havana, Cuba (second day)
...look out, to the north, over the old cathedral [they still do], the entrance to the harbour [yes], and the sea [not quite, an ugly modern block with yellow plastic water tanks has gone up since then], and to the east to Casablanca peninsula, the roofs of all houses in between and the width of the harbour. [With its long line of Spanish fortifications, that view can’t have changed much since the beginning of the seventeenth century.] If you sleep with your feet toward the east ... the sun, coming up over the Casablanca side and into your open window will shine on your face and wake you no matter where you were the night before.
That’s one thing I admire about Hemingway, he was never a hangover bore. He never let the night before spoil his enjoyment of the morning after.
Esperanza closes the window of Room 511 and apologises for the lack of memorabilia. His size 11 boots, some of his coats and a pair of his spectacles were here once but the people from the Hemingway museum at San Francisco de Paula took them away.
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