Miami was cool. The best thing is that I spent much time with Simba and we could talk at ease. Something screwed up was that everyone in Miami said that Simba's older than me. Everything was going well until a girl told you look like Simba 23 years and it seemed it was the first of Simba and younger brother, but I said I was 22 years. Clearly, the girl in question is the suckled with our ages and was working on getting a good tip:)
Food in Miami was little mother, all very very rich. In particular, we went to a Japanese / Peruvian / Brazilian that moved everything. There, for the first time probe King Crab, which, according to Discovery Channel fishing for this type of crab is one of the most dangerous professions, I say is inmame good and well worth that there dudes the play for this crab.
The Everglades are cool. The funny thing is walking on air boats are quite shocking. A so if I took was to throw a hamburger alligator tail.
Thumbs Up:
- Cabula with Simba
- The food, of course not eat fast food no gringa, that this is cucha everywhere.
- South Beach con sus edificios Art Deco; y más aún en la noche. Todo el ambiente Scar Face
- Los everglades y los alligators
- El clima. Un calorcito rico y sin humedad; supongo que es porque es invierno. Y mucho más rico después de un par de meses bajo cero.
Lo No Chido
- El ambiente latino, y no me refiero a la comida, chicas, desmadre, sino a que la banda se pasa los semaforos, no respetan las señalizaciones, rebazan por la derecha y el acotamiento. Aaarrgghh esto si me cagó!
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