Thread: Miami way

Ok, I'm sitting here in my hotel room knocking out a couple of OLD MILWAUKEE kind of 16 ounce cans. Just to chill out and relax before I hit the hay. Don't ask me what I'm doing in MIA, tis not important at all, but here I am. Third time this week, a couple of days at a time, took some time off to take care of some business, but not to be confused that I am not mixing business with a little bit of pleasure. The pleasure part of it minoot, but significant. Tried the Cuban empanadas, which were great. Tried Cuban sandwich, which was ok, tried Cuban breakfast, all great and especially the coffee. Seems nobody here speaks English, however, I speak both lingos, and prefer to speak English, so imagine that? The Royal Palm trees are pretty magnificent, the weather is great. The drivers can all go to hell as far as I'm concerned. They really drive bad here and real rude, its so very unamerican to be frank. But the Latin persuation is pretty cool here, and adds to the mystique of the city. You take the good with the bad. Everything is here. Starbucks, Walgreens, Home Depot, Publix, Chevron, POLLO TROPICAL. I like the fact that you can get empanadas, just like being in the Central, South America. Miami. WOuldn't want to live here, but its cool to get down here, have a nice smooth cigar, drink some good coffee, maybe even play a game of dominos in little Havana. Its your call. I'm gone.