As I sit here in front of our TV watching Judge Mathis, I am sipping on my delectable lemonade, homemade, of course (nothing less!). And I recall that I recently discovered that lemons are not created equal. I bought lemons from Food Emporium and made my lemonade, and it was sub par. So I am back to my Whole Foods lemons. Anyway, Marcus and I just returned from a weekend excursion to South Beach. My sisters held down the fort and watched our beloved cat Gustaf. we stayed at the Grand Beach Hotel, on the "doorstep" of South Beach. This place was nice; it has its own beach. The room was pretty pimped out: two flatscreen TV's, white and cream colored furniture, balcony, two bathrooms with showers...the food in the hotel's restaurant was decent. I did love their crab salad. It was REAL crab meat over a bed of mixed greens, grapefruit, watermelon, and orange, with a citrus dressing. We did spot a silverfish (aka carpet shark, apparently) in our bathroom, which was really NOT cool considering our history with vermin in our former apartment. I had never dealt with silverfish before, so we googled it and found out more. So just in case, we kept our stuff on lockdown. Speaking of the bathroom, I was so intrigued by the petite sink we had in one of the bathrooms (see photo). I loved it, although there wasn't much room in the sink. We spent most of our time there on the beach. Marcus was doing laps in the ocean, while I floated around aimlessly in a blow up inner tube (the best!). We also bummed around in the water, and the water was clear and warm. While we were at the beach we watched a bunch of pelicans patrolling the area and dive-bombing into the water for a meal. All so, so wonderful. I wouldn't mind having a vacation apartment down there, but beachfront of course! Next time I need to invest in the proper floating raft. I saw an old guy with a really nice one. Marcus saw a grandmother aged woman in a cut-out monokini---and said it wasn't pretty. I can imagine. We also strolled down Ocean Drive, that strip on South Beach with all the Art Deco buildings. I did miss out on real Cuban food, since we weren't in the right part of town. AND we watched the last game of the World Cup. Before it went into overtime we were watching it in the hotel restaurant, but since we had to get to the airport, once it unfortunately went into overtime, we hopped in a cab and watched the rest on a dinky screen in an airport hallway, along with thirty other people. We were really routing for the Netherlands. It's too bad, but Spain was a hard one to beat throughout the entire tournament. I did disagree with the decision to give Casillas, the Spaniard goalie, the goalie of the tournament award...I didn't think he was the overall best. PS: the next time you travel and you are staying at a hotel, check out the Bed Bug Registry...although not every single hotel and not every single bed bug sighting would be listed, it's still a good resource. And it checks on apartments, too.
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