Unlike the flashy American cars from the 1950s that glide nostalgically along the avenidas of Havana, this gaudy gas-guzzler was parked on the streets of this depressed and depressing city, just asking for trouble. Look at the crumbling surroundings and you'll get an inkling of what I mean. We saw this car on our way to the central market in town. And we were conned and relieved of some 70 euros shortly thereafter by two thugs posing as policemen and demanding to see our papers. Alas, tops on our "never return" list.