I took the bus to Miami Beach from downtown, and enjoyed walking Ocean Drive and checking out the scene. However, if you walk a few blocks to the west, the place seems a bit seedy, which is where I had dinner at a Burger King. I decided to stay until after dusk to take photographs of the neon lite Art Deco hotels. My camera was giving me fits, and so I wound up taking photographs with my cell phone, which I promptly forgot about until just a few weeks ago. The photograph on the right is of The Clevelander, a popular Miami Beach hot spot. The lights were pretty, but the music was loud and the crowd even louder. After just a few minutes of watching all that, I just wanted to head back to my condo in Stuart, Florida and rest. However, in going home, I found I had missed the 7:00 P.M. train, and that the next rain wasn't until 9:10. And after finally getting to the station in West Palm Beach, I still had to drive another 45 minutes to Stuart. It was nearly midnight when I arrived home, about the same time I arrived home the last time I was in Miami, when I drove and got into a horrible traffic jam, the main reason I took the train this time. Am I beginning to whine here? Good. I don't care.
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Missing Miami - Not!
I took the bus to Miami Beach from downtown, and enjoyed walking Ocean Drive and checking out the scene. However, if you walk a few blocks to the west, the place seems a bit seedy, which is where I had dinner at a Burger King. I decided to stay until after dusk to take photographs of the neon lite Art Deco hotels. My camera was giving me fits, and so I wound up taking photographs with my cell phone, which I promptly forgot about until just a few weeks ago. The photograph on the right is of The Clevelander, a popular Miami Beach hot spot. The lights were pretty, but the music was loud and the crowd even louder. After just a few minutes of watching all that, I just wanted to head back to my condo in Stuart, Florida and rest. However, in going home, I found I had missed the 7:00 P.M. train, and that the next rain wasn't until 9:10. And after finally getting to the station in West Palm Beach, I still had to drive another 45 minutes to Stuart. It was nearly midnight when I arrived home, about the same time I arrived home the last time I was in Miami, when I drove and got into a horrible traffic jam, the main reason I took the train this time. Am I beginning to whine here? Good. I don't care.
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