Miami, FL

We checked out of the hotel early, so as to take Marie and Reggae downtown for them to look around and do some shopping. It was a quick goodbye, which was a bit of a shame, so much so that no one had time to get emotional.

I drove back to South Beach, where I checked into the Miami Beach International Hostel. Once I got all my gear inside, I returned the car, which was way up on Washington and 44th Streets. I caught the bus back to Lincoln Mall and just wandered aimlessly around Washington and Collins Streets. It’s hot and sticky, as usual, and I would love to go for a swim, but there is some problem with a sewage leak that has closed the beaches.

I have dinner at a pizza place next to the hostel and meet an Aussie who lives in Miami (doing cash in hand work).

I just stayed in my room all night except for phone calls to Robbie and Amy – we tricked Robbie into believing he would be witnessing my wedding when he comes over in a few weeks. Back to my air-conditioned room for the night.