I'm in Miami, Beach! (Part 7)

This was my second time in Miami and my first time actually spending anytime snooping around it. For shame! Trillions of rappers wouldn’t name-drop it if it wasn’t worthy of it, so surely there are good things to be found here. Us ladies hopped into the rental and headed down (up, actually) to Bal Harbour (just miles from where the Canucks were practicing – squeeee!) where I wanted to drop some coin (surprise, surprise – can I pass this off as a late Christmas present for myself?) The mall itself was a sight to behold – surely one of the most beautiful I’ve been in.









For lunch, we dined al fresco at the mall’s Segafredo outpost.





Unfortunately the dining experience was ultimately upsetting, with our waiter bringing us not one, but two bottles of $8 water when all we asked for was water. $16 on water! He rebuffed our complaints with the statement that if we wanted tap water, we should have said regular water. Apparently simply saying water meant, “I want to spend $8 on a bottle of water”. Then he had the gall to automatically slap an 18% gratuity charge on the bill, which we did not end up paying. Lamest restaurant ever. Onwards to happier times – shopping.





I made the mistake of veering into the Hermes store.







Oh my! I seem to have wandered into a photoshoot.





After having enough hoity-toity to last us a while, we headed down into Miami Beach with no real plan, other than to absorb the south beach flair.

















And that was just one street.



We randomly happened upon Miami Ink. That was weird. It was just like a normal place except with people taking pictures of the storefront.













I did encounter some interesting things in Miami Beach…first off, there were these hideous belts that actually made their way to a storefront’s display.

I’m guessing…glam cowboy?

Then there was this guy practicing his karate moves and high-kicks by assaulting a poor palm tree along the boardwalk.



He surely had some sweet kicks and I was really intimidated. Sorry there’s no video. I didn’t want him to assault me and then I wind up on CSI Miami. Some crazy stuff goes down in Dade County.






I don’t know about you, but that’s the biggest beach I’ve ever seen.








Cars driving on the beach…is normal?









Once we finally decided to beat our way out of south beach, it was a hectic traffic situation that almost saw me willing to pull over and off myself. How frustrating! Worst traffic jam ever. But we eventually made it home and I decided to take pictures of my new purchase – my first Hermes scarf!




WHAT. They gave me last years’ ribbon? I’m so peeved. It’s January 8, 2012. Didn’t they get the memo? Sheesh.




Hand-rolled edges! Amazing. I became convinced that I needed an Hermes scarf after reading this post on one of my favourite blogs. Wahhh! I’m so weak.

Now, just to juxtapose that, we headed out for dinner to the cheapest fast-food restaurant nearby, Pollo Tropical. It was…interesting.





The next day was travel day. We ate lunch at Chili’s where we encountered some exuberant Canuck fans – all because of Marty’s cap.



They asked us if we were going to the game, which we sadly replied in the negative. Wahhh! And as we boarded the plane, the Canucks faced-off (in a losing game), and we headed back to the cold cockles of January in BC. Goodbye to the blue of the Caribbean! See you again…?