Having done some flying recently, I have a certain nostalgia for the old glamorous days of airline travel. That's the famous Clipper, I believe. The Sikorksy S-42. The building below is the Miami Terminal, now the Sonny Crockett Miami City Hall.
I expect these were the matches the stewardess gave you when you wanted to smoke. On the plane. In the air. Because everyone else was - one after the other, until they got through turbulence and landed in glorious Havana.