So my husband and I have this ritual... we like to go out on walks in the middle of the night and somehow our walks always end at the register at our nearest McDonald's (enter snickers and giggles here). My older brother would rather die before touching the stuff (he's an Army Medic) but i'm addicted to my McChicken and fries. The McDonald's is about 6 blocks away from our home, definitely a reasonable walking distance located in the most trafficked tourist area of 8th street (Calle Ocho), and it's on the same block as Domino Park. As soon as you hit Calle Ocho you can feel the booming rhythms of traditional cuban music escaping the local restaurants with their doors wide open and strategically placed Congo players in full view through the doorways as you walk by. It's kind of hard to resist breaking out into a dance number as you walk by, and i've seen plenty of folks give in.
