The 5 pm wine hour was in full swing by the time I made it down to the lobby. Fortunately, there was more than enough left for me to enjoy a relaxing sundowner.
The Meliá Cohiba Hotel in Havana’s Vedado district differs from most other buildings in the capital. No faded colonial chic here. All sharp angles of stone and plate glass reflecting the stunning vista of the four-mile long seafront of the Malecón and the Straits of Florida, next stop Key West a mere ninety miles away.
Standing proudly in the heart of old Havana almost within touching distance of the Capitol, Gran Hotel Manzana Kempinski is a symbol of how Cuba’s past and future stand side by side.
They say the weekend begins on a Wednesday in St. Lucia, but considering it is a Monday, I’m still feeling a cause for celebration. Not only have I bagged an estate villa on Windjammer Landing’s prized upper hill, but I’m getting the millionaire view too.
This is, what you might call the perfect sundowner. I’m sitting on the chaise section of my lofty Galaxy Sanctuary, a vast living space cut into the side of a mountain with no fourth wall. Just an open space to the rainforest canopy and the Caribbean far below.