Miami-The South's Answer to San Fransisco

Right now my girlfriend and I are visiting my sister Hayley in Florida. Hayley lives in Bradenton, about three miles north of the setting of "Miami Vice". Today the three of us, along with Hayley's friend Amisha, have taken the drive down here to Miami. This is the first time for me and Jiayi. We will only be staying the night, as we plan on driving back to Sarasota some time tomorrow afternoon.

We got into the city after two o'clock, which was a relief. After the ride down, I would have been happy arriving in downtown Pyongyang. The air-conditioning in my sister's car is broken, which made pretty much met we spent the three hours confined in an oven. Why not open the windows? I'll tell you. Wind blowing through a car going over 70 mph gets pretty old, and also, it would affect the musical accompaniment. We were subjected whatever music Hayley and Amisha had on their Ipods, which the played at 747 jet-engine decibels (Hayley is deaf as a post, probably from listening to loud music. So she has to play it even louder now). I mean, we are talking musical gems like that god-forsaken Beyonce song about liking something and putting a ring on it. 

So it was nice stepping out of the car and getting hit by Miami's cool breeze and sunny weather. Later we would get it by the prices as well. We spent a good amount of time walking along Ocean Drive, the main street, located in South Beach. You know, where all the beautiful people (read: douche-bags) like to gather and listen to even worse music. Ocean drive is mainly over-priced restaurants. Me being a cheap bastard and my girlfriend being Chinese, we weren't going to shell out on Ocean. We walked around a bit, and moved a street up in search of cheaper pastures. We were looking at the menu outside a Cuban restaurant, talking in Chinese, when these two (white) smokers standing next to us interrupted and asked in I had lived in China. I told them I had, and they were more than happy to tell me they had too. Thanks for interrupting my conversation for that bit of important information. Maybe I should take your cigarette out of your mouth and just toss it away.

Back in the hotel now, but I have been handed the duty of driving Amisha and Hayley out around midnight to a club so they can get drunk, and then take a taxi back. Welcome to Miami.