A wander along South Beach’s Ocean Drive offers so much more than its impressive architecture.
Curbside restaurants spill out on to the sidewalks, their patrons shaded under colourful umbrellas.
Miami Beach |
The ivory coloured beach stretches for miles in either direction, adorned with brightly coloured umbrellas and wind breaks.
What's it to be, a reading or a latte? |
Contradictions all around us. Doug did ponder for a while as he looked at the wares of a South Beach Psychic and then thought an ice cold latte at the Starbucks across the street might be a better bet.
And suntanned flesh |
High end cars aplenty |
We had not appreciated the fact that mini hot pants are enjoying a resurgence, some sported with an open zip so that one’s bejewelled naval can sparkle in the sun. Tattooed buttocks seemed to be everywhere, some more attractive than others. All this hidden behind over sized Jackie O sunglasses so that the watched can become the watchers. It seemed that everyone was striking a pose of some kind.
The former Versace mansion |
Versace was infamously gunned down on his own front doorstep in 1997.
Meanwhile the Cuban American restaurant staff along the strip hustled for business, their ebullient Spanish banter and easy smiles welcoming from the hot sun.
Simply not engineered for snowbanks |
Everything is super sized here |
She told us she had originally settled in Canada from Cuba but couldn’t hack the winters. Now she was expressing her frustration with the South Beach heat. However, she did agree that SOBE permitted enjoyment of her red shoes twelve months of the year.
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