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Papa may have been a rolling stone, but this genteel, two-story limestone manse and grounds built in 1851 was as close as it got to home. He spent most of the 1930s here, the decade in which most of his best-known works were written; he also stayed here in the [‘]50s during stopovers in Key West between his newer home bases in Cuba and Idaho. A museum since 1964, it remains the centerpiece of the Hemingway legend and lore that’s so much a part of this island’s history. You can hop on a half-hour guided tour or just show yourself around the eight rooms—which, by the way, reflect the taste of wife number two, Pauline, as much or more than the writer himself (I find more of Papa’s own personality in his spread outside Havana). It makes for a fascinating visit, both inside and on the rest of the grounds (get a load of that impressive pool out back, built in the late [‘]30s on the spot where Hemingway used to have a boxing ring). You’ll likely spot some of the dozens of famous six-toed cats—and see if you can spot the fountain adapted from a pissoir taken from Sloppy Joe’s saloon.