I’m still feeling a bit out of it. I didn’t realize I was so tired until I started falling asleep in my chair at, like, 8:30 last night. While in Miami, I think I averaged maybe 4-5 hours of sleep each night and it’s probably catching up with me. And I’m kind of amazed that everything went so smoothly. No equipment failures or forgotten items. Northwest Airlines actually seemed to handle my stuff with a good deal of care, which hasn’t always been the case. When we arrived in Miami last week, we were stopped by a couple who had a daughter on a ventilator. They asked us how the hell we managed to fly with a vent. We told them that sometimes you just have to take risks and, like the commercial says, just do it. I’m so glad I had the opportunity to experience those six days in Miami. For me, life is all about experiencing everything this mad, beautiful world has to offer. And I had some fucking outstanding experiences over the last week. When I think about everything I saw and did and felt…I can barely describe how good it is to be alive
A couple more pictures. Here I am enjoying a margarita at a South Beach restaurant.
And here’s a good example of the many funky Art Deco hotels that are scattered around Miami Beach.
