Miami Beach

I don't think I've ever seen so many skinny girls in tight black dresses, or so many shirtless muscleheads. Beers are $9. It's almost cheaper to drink Scotch - though not the $1900/glass Macallan 55. We saw Ferraris, Bentleys, Rolls, Maseratis, super-Audis, Lamborghinis. Money money money. More money than I could imagine, I imagine.

Saw some celebrities, paparazzi (we were there when these pictures were taken; and we walked off the beach back to the hotel right behind Adam Shankman, whom Dear Sweet Mrs. had met the night before). All very un-Raleigh. The ocean was warm, teal, and placid. The sun was intense. There were, oddly, no seagulls.

Saw a guy in the park in South Beach doing what we think was Capoeira, the same Brazilian martial art that "Bob's Burgers" made fun of a few episodes back. He was, umm, really into it.

2 thoughts on “Miami Beach

  1. Ugh

    Were you staying at the Fountainbleau? I ask because of the pic below and my wife and I stayed there just after it (re) opened a few years back.

  2. cleek

    Were you staying at the Fountainbleau?

    next door, at the Eden Roc. but we spent an evening in the Fountainbleau bar.

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