We left Sarasota after a quick lunch, and drove on down and east to Miami.
We arrived there in the late afternoon and went straight to check in at the hotel.
Our room was really nice, with a balcony that overlooked a beautiful pool and cabanas. We could feel a big difference in the environment compared to Sarasota. Like I mentioned before, the other place felt like a place to retire in while Miami is obviously a place full of pleasure and entertainment. I don’t think I remember seeing kids at the hotel, only adults of all ages.
The hotel has direct beach access, so we got ready and headed out to the beach.
Once again, we had to get out of the water very fast because we could hear thunder and the clouds were darkening the sky. We were in the water for about 30 minutes or so but I didn’t mind at all because I didn’t like it. It was full of red seaweed that scratched my skin and constantly touched me everywhere I went. The color of the water was brown like tea but still clear that I could see through it. It was really hot and I felt as if I was taking a bath!
We went back to the room and got ready to go and eat out. Since there is no parking at the hotels, you have to pay valet parking in order for them to park the cars who knows where. They informed us that if we wanted the car, we needed to call ahead at least 30 mins (Angel heard an hour) in order for them to bring it around. There was a lot of traffic at night so an hour makes sense.
Angel and I have always planned to have one nice dinner on vacation (dress up for it and everything) but each time we are too tired to do it and we end up getting fast food. This time, we did get ready. I straightened my hair and put on a dress with heels. Angel asked me if I was really sure about my shoe choice because we were going to walk down the street to the restaurant. I told him I would be fine, (beauty before pain, right?) and we left the hotel. Little did I know that this would be the last time I would wear them… but more on that later.
Our 11 minute walk felt like an eternity and I was relieved to finally sit down at our table at Oh! Mexico. Let me point out that the restaurant was mostly outside of the building, with the tables all along the wall and sidewalk. We had a tiny table for two, with barely any room on it when we had all of the dishes and drinks. The humidity that night was unbearable and there was no breeze at all. Usually when I am feeling too hot, I tie up my hair to let my neck cool down. If you see me on a regular basis, I will have my hair up at least 85% of the time. I can’t stand having it down. But I know how much Angel likes to see me with my hair down and I just wanted it to be a special occasion so I left it down. I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel so we left as soon as we were done eating.
That night, Angel fell asleep as we watched a movie. I finished watching it by myself and then went outside on our balcony. There was an entertainer singing beautifully and some off-key singing by a hotel guest singing “Don’t Stop Believin'” by Journey.
The next morning we checked out early. This was when it hit me that we were still on vacation! Angel had had that revelation the day before when he woke up sad thinking it was time to go home and then he realized he was barely starting his vacation.