Thursday was departure day.
Up at 4am, witnessed a breathtaking sunrise and winged our way to the hip and happening Standard Spa Miami Beach.
Easy flight with no mishaps. Landed at 10am at the pool by 10:45am.
The retro boutique hotel on Key Biscayne island is way to cool for me. If this is cool then keep me in my perpetual state of menopausal hot.
I have never seen so many exposed butts and titties since Courtny was an infant.
I am anything but conservative and I can appreciate a fine body, but these butts should not be unmasked.
The couple next to us were playing grab the nipple. The only nipple that should be exposed is the one belonging to the nursing mom sitting next to us at lunch.
I went to the very end of the dock and for the most part, was alone as my companions were working. But along comes a couple who sat down beside me when there were literally 20 other lounges. When they started dry humping. I said, “Get a room” and then realized they had one.
We dined on Lincoln Road and had a lovely meal at Alta Mare.
Today, we are off to exotic Cuba. I am traveling light because my carry on is filled with toilet paper, wipes Imodium and Aleve…pure gold in Cuba.
Internet is a bit of a mystery in Havana so I cannot guarantee that I am able to post. I will definitely make every effort to bring you the sights and sounds of my Cuban adventures after the long holiday weekend.
Enjoy the holiday. I will be exploring Old Havana, raging at the Tropicana, listening to jazz, perusing Cuban artworks and downing rum drinks and mojitos while puffing on a fat cigar.
Hopefully, the Devil will be in touch at some point next week.
Hasta Luego.
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Hasta luego.