Havana from the Hotel Deauville

By Ramon Andujar, photos: Ihosvanny

HAVANA TIMES, Oct. 7 – If you’re one of those people who prefer lavish hotels and being pampered by the service staff, I wouldn’t recommend you stay at Havana’s Hotel Deauville.

But if your hope is to enjoy a spectacular view of Havana, then I don’t believe there’s a more appropriate place to accomplish that aim.

Located on the seaside’s Avenida del Malecon and Galiano Street, about a 15-minute walk from the very heart of Old Havana, the Deauville is a perfect watchtower from which you can contemplate the lumbering entrance of ocean liners and freighters into the Cuban capital.

From its upper floors you can appreciate the mixture of architectural styles that compose this city, which seems frozen in time and menaced by the decay that has supposedly resulted from the lack of investment in repairs and improvements to its surroundings.

Despite those elements of disfigurement, a magic halo envelopes this city that is —like its people— presumptuous, bold, cheerful and cordial.

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5 thoughts on “Havana from the Hotel Deauville

  • October 9, 2010 at 2:13 am
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    Criminal vs unique como? what is unique about a place that served the wealthy, sucked the lifeblood out of the poor and still holds charm..Its like living in Hollywood Miami or NYC..whats unique? Perhaps it is time for someone to read ” The veins of latin amerikkka? (america)

  • October 8, 2010 at 12:39 am
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    oye, Iosvany, la número 7 me encanta, es perfecta.

  • October 7, 2010 at 10:26 pm
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    Por instantes tus fotos me hicieron ver a la Habana tal y como la percibo actualmente, tan chiquita, empequeñecida… inclusive en algunas tomas se le siente como algunos rincones de Asunción en verano, con ese ambiente denso, ese bochorno a punto de reventar en aguacero… muy grata la muestra de placas, interesante colorido.

    And also tell the people abput the Miami Mafia and how they exploited my father and other Afriican Cuban muscians that should cause more to flock to the dump.Everytime i pass it my head aches..

  • October 7, 2010 at 7:12 am
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    Por instantes tus fotos me hicieron ver a la Habana tal y como la percibo actualmente, tan chiquita, empequeñecida… inclusive en algunas tomas se le siente como algunos rincones de Asunción en verano, con ese ambiente denso, ese bochorno a punto de reventar en aguacero… muy grata la muestra de placas, interesante colorido.

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