32 hours later - miami
actually i'm going to start before the 32 hours has passed, let me set the scene. i've been on a train for 10 hours already when i get off at washington to switch trains to continue to miami. get on the next train and get moved 3 times, each spot getting progressively worse until i'm sitting next to a mexican woman who kept screaming across me (i'm on the aisle) to her 2 brats across the aisle and refused my offer to switch seats (i wanted to window) so she could talk to them, no she wanted to scream across me instead (bitch wanted the window too). then her brats start playing computer games and dvd players with no earphones (and her husband works for amtrak so normal rules don't apply and noone asks her to turn it down or use earphones) so the incessant beeping is driving me nuts and i have another 22 hours to go. thankfully some drunk kid (19 maybe, legal age is 21) was storming up and down the train, abusing people he bumped into, fell and smacked his head then was convinced he was bleeding internally and was going to die. i say thankfully purely because it provided me with entertainment when they told him they were kicking him off the train at the next stop and the cops were coming. the guy was crying saying he wasn't going to get arrested for this and tried to get off a moving train - idiot - but the cops came on and dragged him off the train. it was funny.
on the bus ride from the station to miami beach it was practically entertainment. SO many cute guys but SO many to laugh at too. the first one had more gel in his hair than i would use in a week and had his white singlet shirt on inside out. but he still thought he was cool. the second was a teenager with t-shirts that were longer than most dresses girls would wear, ok that doesn't say much, the shirts were down to his shins. he thought he was cool too. guys AND girls with gold on their teeth and one girl had acrylic nails on her big toe. they were longer than my acrylic nails when i had them. there was a really cute builder that i couldn't take my eyes off, a cuban dancer looking boy that could almost look gay if he wasn't hitting on some other girls with his fly undone. and of course the old men with no teeth that think the girls next to them want to go home with them. was quite amusing.
miami itself is SO HOT!!! i went from snow to palm trees and its quite disorienting. i'm staying in the best hostel, it's old spanish style apartments converted into dorm rooms so each room has a bathroom and a fridge. i could easily live here if i could throw the other 5 people out of the room. the hostel is less than 2 mins from the beach, right in the middle of all the restaurants and shops and stuff and right on the ally where they have the markets at night and some entertainment. you walk out of the hostel and are surrounded by fairy lights, restaurant and jewelry stalls. i had dinner at a really nice italian restaurant cos apparently its the best and when i finished i was looking at sunglasses at a stall and met 2 musicians. one because he was an idiot and i was laughing at him but then his friend walked up and he was cute and not an idiot and helped me pick out sunglasses. we all ended up going to get a drink and it turned out they were here for some music convention and had a thing to go to in an hour that was pretty much business but i was welcome to come, and there might be some free booze. there wasn't many other options for me so even though i was picturing little set up stalls where people flog their product and some waitress walking around with wine on a tray i said what the hell and went. turns out it was a club that there was a line down the street for, we walked straight in and got given armbands that meant it was an open bar for us till 1am and we had access to all areas. at this point i was thinking i should hang out with musicians more often. turns out this guy i liked (richard) had played with air supply amongst other big name bands i can't remember (drank too much) and was in a movie they just made recently about ray charles (as a guitar player but he has dialog) before you go thinking i'm a sucker i was VERY prepared to chase him BEFORE i found all this out.
so here i am at the hottest party in town drinking free booze on a musicians arm with girls coming up to him trying to schmooze... and i was very happy i came to miami. he was a great guy, i had a great time and went to bed very late still rather tipsy but quite happy.
today i spent the day sitting on the beach watching the array of cute men parading themselves around on the beach. basically it was too hot to go anywhere else, and i don't think there are that many other things to do here other than chill.
having fun but leaving tomorrow as i fly out of NY on the 12th. ner ner boyface i'm going to new york again.. where are you by the way???
on the bus ride from the station to miami beach it was practically entertainment. SO many cute guys but SO many to laugh at too. the first one had more gel in his hair than i would use in a week and had his white singlet shirt on inside out. but he still thought he was cool. the second was a teenager with t-shirts that were longer than most dresses girls would wear, ok that doesn't say much, the shirts were down to his shins. he thought he was cool too. guys AND girls with gold on their teeth and one girl had acrylic nails on her big toe. they were longer than my acrylic nails when i had them. there was a really cute builder that i couldn't take my eyes off, a cuban dancer looking boy that could almost look gay if he wasn't hitting on some other girls with his fly undone. and of course the old men with no teeth that think the girls next to them want to go home with them. was quite amusing.
miami itself is SO HOT!!! i went from snow to palm trees and its quite disorienting. i'm staying in the best hostel, it's old spanish style apartments converted into dorm rooms so each room has a bathroom and a fridge. i could easily live here if i could throw the other 5 people out of the room. the hostel is less than 2 mins from the beach, right in the middle of all the restaurants and shops and stuff and right on the ally where they have the markets at night and some entertainment. you walk out of the hostel and are surrounded by fairy lights, restaurant and jewelry stalls. i had dinner at a really nice italian restaurant cos apparently its the best and when i finished i was looking at sunglasses at a stall and met 2 musicians. one because he was an idiot and i was laughing at him but then his friend walked up and he was cute and not an idiot and helped me pick out sunglasses. we all ended up going to get a drink and it turned out they were here for some music convention and had a thing to go to in an hour that was pretty much business but i was welcome to come, and there might be some free booze. there wasn't many other options for me so even though i was picturing little set up stalls where people flog their product and some waitress walking around with wine on a tray i said what the hell and went. turns out it was a club that there was a line down the street for, we walked straight in and got given armbands that meant it was an open bar for us till 1am and we had access to all areas. at this point i was thinking i should hang out with musicians more often. turns out this guy i liked (richard) had played with air supply amongst other big name bands i can't remember (drank too much) and was in a movie they just made recently about ray charles (as a guitar player but he has dialog) before you go thinking i'm a sucker i was VERY prepared to chase him BEFORE i found all this out.
so here i am at the hottest party in town drinking free booze on a musicians arm with girls coming up to him trying to schmooze... and i was very happy i came to miami. he was a great guy, i had a great time and went to bed very late still rather tipsy but quite happy.
today i spent the day sitting on the beach watching the array of cute men parading themselves around on the beach. basically it was too hot to go anywhere else, and i don't think there are that many other things to do here other than chill.
having fun but leaving tomorrow as i fly out of NY on the 12th. ner ner boyface i'm going to new york again.. where are you by the way???
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