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Ania powoli zaczyna czuc reisefieber, bo pobudke zarzadzila o 06.00 rano. Ponieważ nie dala się przekonac do powrotu do lozka, wsadzilismy ja do wozka i poszlismy na spacer. Myslelismy, ze Miami będzie jeszcze pograzone we snie, ale trafilismy do francuskiej kawiarenki otwieranej już o 06.30. Wypilismy tam najlepsza kawe, jaka do tej pory udalo nam się w Stanach znalezc i ukradkiem obserwowalismy życie mieszkancow. Przy kawie zebralo się kilka ...
South Beach Birthday Bash for Larry Barry
... there to eat.
Then we went back to the room and changed to go to Dream that evening. We had a few drinks in Larry's room and then Randi and I went to a bar on the corner across from the hotel. We met a guy that had a shirt on for a tattoo parlor. He was a character,,he bough us a couple drinks and showed us his tattoos. He claimed to be a famous tattoo artist in South ...
Barely out the door and blogging already
... day, and you can post comments too. We miss you already but it's a happy "missing" -- happy that you're snuggled in safely at home with grandparents and cats and all your stuff, and happy that Mom and I can show you by example that once you have kids, you can still go trekking around the world!
See you soon -- on the flip side of 50, yikes --love you tons.
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Noles on the Beach
... Mod paintings, the aroma of salt and a very expensive designer fragrance lingering in the air around the all-white lobby bar. Both the lobby bar and the Cabana Beach Club offered up some amazing mojito, daquiri and caipirinha concoctions. We shared an exquisite seafood dinner at Alta Mare (a must try for the epicurean at the Lincoln Rd. Mall) then bar hopped down Lincoln and Ocean Blvd. before retiring to the nicely furnished beach-view patio for the evening. ...
End of south America, blogs from 5 month trip
... was pouring down rain the whole way and I
think he might have had terets except for it was with his body. He kept
grabing at his legs and pulling at his pants like he had a wedgie. Then
he would floor the gas peddle and then slow way back down, over and
over. Then we were on a road that cut over from 101 to I-5, it was
single lanes, the lines on the road were faded away, it was thick foggy,
and it was a monsoon. That didnt stop him from going 85 in a 55, and ...