My cousin is in town this weekend and staying in South
Beach. My brother & I (and respective partners) are driving down to
meet up with him for dinner and fun. I'm kind of getting over the
whole South Beach hype. In fact, I was over it a few years ago.
However, he's my only first cousin and a lot of fun, so I'm making the
effort.
Galahad talked me into wearing my comfy black boots instead of my
comfy black high-tops. Fashion and all that. Gag! But, for
him, I made the effort. Somehow, they decided not to be as comfy
tonight and gave me my first blister. I've had them over a year and
worn them numerous times for hours at a time. Dunno wtf happened but I
finally took them off and went barefoot. The blister was already the
size of a dime and swelling. Guess I need to buy new boots soon.
:\
In between my whining about the imaginary pebble in my boot, we finally
(after 30 minutes of walking) picked out a restaurant to have dinner.
So many places were artificially expensive, or at least I thought they were
based on the ambiance and food quality. We ended up eating Cuban food
at Bongos. The food
was tasty and the company was fun.
:)
Then Galahad had the bright idea to go over to the
Delano. We love that
place but it's kind of
far to walk when one has an imaginary pebble in one's boot. Anyway,
since he hyped it up, and I had dragged him out here in the first place, I
said I was fine and could walk. Everyone loved it (of course) even
though the prices are exorbitant. We watched the people next to us
spend about $3000 on liquor alone, and we were there only a short time.
It's full of Euro-trash, but I love to people watch there. I also love
when women get all decked out and end up complimenting me on my simple
outfit. =) Galahad
wins again for getting me some chic (yet cool & casual) tank top to wear
with my jeans. ;)
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