Take Me to Miami; or, don’t get stuck in the middle of Florida!

 Bridget #s:

Miles driven: 280

Steps taken: 8,083

Calorie units: 1,659

The day started on Siesta Key and ended on Miami Beach, from one island/peninsula on one side of Florida to another on the other side.  What fun. 

It was a gorgeous morning on the beach at Siesta Key. 

Came back and went to check out.  The woman from the front desk met us and said how cute we looked in our matching pink shirts.  I must say that MINE was white with some not-pink-but-red-raspberry lines, and it was a Father’s Day present from KG.  Peter Millar.  Nice shirt.  NOT, I repeat NOT, matching!!! 

Then to brunch.  RR had a spiked cold brew while we waited half an hour for a table at the Egg place (again).  Here’s her country fried chicken steak Benedict.  I merely had pancakes. 

Oh,  yeah, and the delicious beignet biscuits.  

Then off to Miami.  

It’s a long way from Sarasota to Miami.  There’s almost nothing to see.  And the trip from Naples to Miami on I-75 is pure…well, there are high fences with barb wire much of the way. To keep the animals at bay, it seems.  There are like two exits the whole way across.  DON’T BREAk DOWN!  We didn’t. Whew.

Then an hour’s worth of red lines to the hotel.  The most annoying thing (okay, in a list) was Google maps took us up Collins Avenue, but you can’t make a left it wants you to make into the hotel.  So I made an ugly u-turn.  Later I saw the valet disappear up the road and come back from a block up the road and back on the correct side.  Why doesn’t Google maps know this?

We had tickets to the Marlins game.  The stadium is very interesting, with some Art Deco kind of architecture on the outside — maybe these pics give you the idea — and a glass wall behind centerfield with a view of the Miami high rises in the background.  Many thumbs up.

And there were great food choices.  We went for tacos and these 

In fairness, they weren’t as good as they looked.  (Empanadas, ICYMI). But they had sushi, ceviche, Argentinian bowls, and, OC, Cubans. 

So, it was a big thumbs up. 

No one planned further than tonight, so what we really do tomorrow, especially if it rains as much as predicted, is an unknown.  But we have reservations tomorrow night at a highly rated Latin cuisine restaurant here on Collins.  I don’t know what Latin food is (I thought no one had eaten that since the Huns), but I guess I’ll find out. 

Manana (as they say here)