Category: Travel


On The Road

February 27th, 2007 — 3:16pm

Well Hi from Miami!

Hanging out in the Sunshine state for a business conference and wishing the sun would shine. It’s hard to complain when it’s forty degrees warmer here than home, but there’s no sun. False adverstising!!

Speaking of false advertising, don’t ever stay at the Miami Beach Resort and Spa. I was all excited about having four days at a swanky resort and well…I think they filmed Scarface at this hotel. I swear Al Pacino is going to come around the corner any minute. Remember metallic wallpaper? They love it here. Requested a king-sized bed, got two doubles–doubles! Don’t these people understand that I spend most of my bed time at home sleeping with at least one if not two or three other people? I was all about spreading out on a huge bed, hogging all the pillows. But no. Two flat pillows, a double bed (not queen mind you). My grandmother has mattresses that are newer than ones in my room. I sat down last night and was greeted with a lovely spring to the butt. Being here without my husband, I wasn’t expecting so much action.

Anyway, avoid this place. If you do have recommendations for fun places to see in Miami Beach, please send them my way. I have time to kill over the next few days. I might have to go fishing if nothing else (see below).

Hanging out with fun people on the trip. No bloggers in the group so they all think it’s a bit weird that I have a blog. The universal opinion seems to be that they don’t want to pry into someone’s personal diary. I tried to assure them that’s not what they would find. We’ll see if they check it out.

So for the record…Mamma Loves…

White Boy #1
The Other White Boy
BossLady
and last but certainly not least…
The Chinese Redneck.

Before I get any angry comments, the term “white boy” refers to their lack of tans and the Chinese Redneck gave herself that name. She loves to fish. Please do not mistake these for racial slurs. Racism is something Mamma Does NOT Love.

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