End of an era
Well, the weekend has ended and with it the end of an era. This trip down to Miami has been one of the greatest things that I have done; it has reminded me that I am alive and that my life up to now has become quite mediocre.This weekend was also special because I got to spend it with my dear friend Shunpei, an experience which I may not have again for a long time. He is travelling backt o Japan and will not be coming back for the foreseeable future. This weekend we spent together doing really nothing more than driving around Miami lost and deep in conversation. Our first night we spent eating one of the most amazing meals I've ever had at a Spanish restaurant(Pulpo a la feira, Sopa de pescado, and Paella con mariscos, salchichon, y pollo), drunk in our first gay bar. The second day we spent sleeping in till 12, lunch at Molina's where I had kingfish with arroz blanco al moro, and at night we drove down to south beach getting lost on the way for an hour or so, struggling to find parking for another hour, walking down the strip when everything was almost entirely closed and having an awkward conversation with a junkie bum who sang us a lovely song in exchange for a match. I know it's not quite as exciting as I made it sound before, but it was a meaningful experience to share with a good friend. I know that Miami may yet hold some potential future for me. Time will tell...