Wednesday March 19, 2014
So you know that place that we said we’d never visit, but ended up going to? Yeah, we went back. As much as I hate to admit it, Miami beach kind of has a hold on me. Maybe it’s because we’re so used to seeing the same expanse of deserted beach that it’s nice to find a place with something different going on? I’m not quite sure yet, but it was calling my name again, and with a car at our disposal and two extra tourist looking for something to occupy their time, I kind of slid it in as a suggestion of things to to.
With one catch. Last time Matt and I were here I had wanted to stay late enough to watch all the neon signs adorning the buildings of Ocean Drive light up, but we stayed nowhere near late enough to watch that happen. As our watch was hitting 3:30 in the afternoon, we were passed out on a park bench trying to think of ways to fill up the next four hours until it got dark. Although there are always things to do here, we were just too tired to actually motivate ourselves to do any of them, so I resigned myself to remembering South Beach at night from scenes I had watched in Nip Tuck. Until the opportunity to go back popped up once more.
Forcing ourselves to not even arrive until three in the afternoon this time, we did the beach walk, the people watching, and even appetizers and happy hour on the strip. Then, better than I could have even imagined, we watched the sky go dark and the strip light up. There’s no denying it now. This place really has a hold on me.