Miami sound machine
Trip Start Oct 05, 2005
25Trip End Apr 06, 2006
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Miami was hot and humid and full of shady characters so we decided to leave as soon as we could
The Everglades were good, a bit too reliant on the car to get people in and around, and I did see more than one bumbag, but ok. We saw lots of alligators, and walked through a couple of mangrove swamps (smelly), and I had a go behind the wheel, but had to hand it over again after I tried to turn into a junction on the wrong side of the road, swerved to miss a car and nearly landed us in the verge.
We drove down the Keys all the way to Key West, stopping at diners and motels along the way, taking in the high Florida culture. A couple to mention were Marker 88, where we had gorgeous fresh fish and seafood pizzas, watching the sun set to a man playing guitar; another was stumbled upon the next morning, called the Midway Cafe, where we had a lovely breakfast of eggs, muffins and coffee before making our way to Key West
We hit town on one of its busiest weekends of the year. There was a regatta on and all the hotels were full, so we had to make do with the HI hostel, charging a whopping $35 a night for a dorm bed. The evening was passed watching the sun set, eating Caribbean food and drinking margaritas at Jamaican Me Hungry, accompanied by an ageing rastafarian playing reggae on a Casio keyboard. The next day we drove to Bahia Honda park, and spent the day sleeping on the sand. One morning we went snorkelling, but I think this was the beginning of a week-long illness for me. Still not sure what it was, but I developed a rash on my arms and legs and was told that I'd had an allergic reaction to something in the water. Twas not nice. Had to lie in bed lots and watch Sarah do all the things I wanted to be doing too, such as swimming with dolphins.
Back in Miami, still sick, we took the Art Deco walking tour, although it was more of a hobbling tour for me. It was very interesting and I now have a new-found appreciation of the place, especially after having some good food experiences in Lincoln Mall, and a fab night at the Indian Creek Hotel, which had a great restaurant. The time had come for Sarah and I to go our separate ways; she to New York to start drama school, me to Houston to continue my travels. It was horrible saying goodbye, but at least there is some comfort knowing she's in the same country.