Miami

The Charity: Denis Beausejour St. Judes Fund Raiser
The Guy: Denis Beausejour
Denis Beausejour is not only my man around town in Miami, but also a phenomenal human being. He is currently risking exhaustion and time to raise money to support St. Judes Hospital. If you don’t know what St Judes Hospital does, you may have been living under a rock for a couple years. Check them out here.

Sorry, no pictures or movies. Didn’t break out the camera. Also, my phone has been dead since Denver, so if you’ve tried to get in touch me and couldn’t, that is why.

Top Five things to do in Miami:

Five: Check out the Versache Mansion (and the rest of Ocean Drive)
Four: Check out Lincoln Mall.
Three: Take a gander around Coconut Grove (especially on Thursday Nights).
Two: Eat some delicious Caribbean food. (I recommend Cuban).
One: Go to South Beach (this maybe the only time a beach made the #1 spot)

Things I passed on: Shopping, clubbing, and latino girls.
Good places to stay: Denis Beausejour plush couch.

Miami’s Ratings. On a scale from 1 to Boston: 7.5
Miami has great weather, possibility for hurricanes, Denis, beautiful beaches, desirable women, and a palpable ‘feel’ that you’re in Miami.
Miami doesn’t have mountains, history, or a monolingual society.

The story: Hey Will Smith, you were right. Miami is pretty awesome. I almost begrudgingly really like Miami. I don’t want to like it, but there is something about the place that just makes you happy. I arrived in at the Fort Lauderdale airport, and for 4$ and 2 hours, I made my way to Lincoln Street mall in South Beach. I met up with Denis and we went out with a couple friends, Alison times 2, this kid named Josh, Denis and I. We went to Coconuts grove and met a beggar who had the best jokes: “What do you call a woman with one leg? Eileen. Where does she work? IHOP. Why don’t blind people skydive? It scares the shit out of their dogs.” He was a hoot and a holler. Anyways one of the Alison’s we’ll call her abrasive Alison offered to buy him a slice of Pizza, but the Pizza place was closed (which made me gleeful), so that guy went hungry for a night. We, however, enjoyed ourselves very much at a bar in Coconut grove that abrasive Alison recommended. Other Alison and I had some great conversations about relationship psychology (I got out of their quickly) because she will be Dr. A soon. So will Josh, Dr. J. In any case, it was a good night, then D and me (poetic license) caught up on old times and spooned our way into the morning. From their I set off to enjoy Miami Beach (which I did), and Versache’s mansion, and some good local Carribean food. All of which hit the spot before I caught a cab and tri-rail to the Fort Lauderdale Airport. All in all Miami leaves me with a very distinct feeling that I knew where I was and what to expect. Miami is a good time, and I would mind spending a few days there…

Also, donate to the good cause. Denis. St. Judes. Good cause.