Multimedia Miami

“Yes, I'm goin' down in Florida,
Where the sun shines damn near every day . . . “

— McKinley Morganfield (Muddy Waters)

It might be the future, and it ain’t bad. Immigrants of many varieties. We spent ten days there, eating our way through the diverse cuisines of the city. If helps if you have Spanish, but you can get by without it. A little surprising to me is the number of people who see no need to learn any English.

Our VRBO rental was cheap (boycotting AirBnB presently for its MAGA leanings). My biggest beef was the janky left turns where there are no stop signs or traffic lights. Drivers there all seem to assume they have the right of way, under any circumstances. Also you have to pay to park everywhere, made easier with the ubiquitous phone apps, once you get the hang of them.

After publishing this, I was reminded of something I found wacky. Passed this place while driving:

We went to meet the new grand-daughter, who is doing smashingly and has the good fortune of a terrific set of parents. This is my favorite picture of her:

My favorite spot is a place called “Old’s Havana.” I can’t explain the punctuation. Here’s a taste of it:

The photogenic daughter and son-in-law are in the foreground. Ya gotta love Miami. Taken on a busy street, near the restaurant:

We’ll be back frequently. If you’re in the area, send me a shout, maybe I’ll get a chance to look you up.