This is me, or at least this has been me for the last month or so. I needed a break. I was so in need of a break that when the Usual Suspects said Miami, I didn't groan in disgust. I just closed my eyes and said DRIVE.
There was a stop in our way to Miami because Lysania knows how I feel about it. She OWED me some quiet time. Thank you guys for the short stop at lake Okeechobee. This is what I mean, this is what I am talking about.... Clewiston, "the sweetest town in America", home to Florida's sugar production, over 100,000 acres of farmland and this :

Our lack of expertise with live creatures lead us through the safer path of basically salvaging fish on their way to become fossils... here our carcass expert, Mr. Zelaya, proudly showcased... the amazing mud preserved catfish
Here's a close look, just to prove that we had a lot of time in our hands.
After staying overnight at Clewiston, we decided to take on Miami. I usually hate Miami and that is why there will be no pictures here.
If cities have a personality of their own, Miami is a kid that grew too fast, through hard knocks. I cannot deal with this city, but this weekend I gave it a try and it was fun. Went to Bayside, that I hadn't visited in about 7 years, eat at a wonderful Nicaraguan Restaurant, came back relaxed as I hadn't been in a while. The only thing I hate is that I have to go back to work tomorrow and right now, I would like to give thorough details of this wonderful weekend, but I have to go to bed early... but I'm smiling as I sign off. 10-4 people of the Internets.
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