This pastel-pink Havana institution was Hemingway's hotel of choice before he bought a house in Havana in 1939 (he's said to have penned his seminal guerrilla classic For Whom the Bell Tolls in room 511). Small, sometimes windowless rooms suggest overpricing, but the lobby bar is classic enough (follow the romantic piano melody) and the creaky metal lift adds character.
It's an obligatory pit stop for anyone on a world tour of 'Hemingway once fell over in here' bars.