When we returned to Miami we headed to our hotel at 9am. They were nice enough to give us a room. The bell hop was so kind and helpful. He gave us directions to the Metro Mover and the names of the stops we need to get back to Little Havana. He also gave us the bus directions to South Beach.
After a harrowing ride hanging on while we crossed the I95 causeway we landed in South Beach and began to walk. We stumbled upon the Art Deco Weekend festival being held on Ocean Blvd.
It was beautiful as much as it was fun. The crowds milling about seemed more local than tourists. The street side of Ocean were open cafes one after the other. The ocean side was the visual technicolor of booths and vendors. Everything from Art Deco antiques to T-shirts, paintings and photographs, jewelry and magic wands. Whimsical and delightful everything was swirled together with a parade of the most beautiful people imaginable, the smell of mouth watering food and the quintessential Hatuey beer.
The back drop was the Art Deco style buildings with the neon and the soft pastel colors surrounded by palm trees and the golden light of a fading afternoon ....well, this is my next favorite memory of the trip.