Day One
I haven't slept in over (a lot over) 24 hours.
The plane ride was semi-productive,
I somehow managed to almost do a full section outline for history.
The hotel is intense.
I had a glass fill with a lot of rum and not enough pina colada with a bunch of ice thrown
in handed to me along with a carnation before I even found out my room number, that's when
I decided this was going to be a good vacation.
The number of alcoholic beverages I consumed to day cannot be confirmed exactly.
But I came to the realization that I was really tired after a few pina colodas, margaritas, miami whatevers...
However, I'm sitting here with a pathetic cup of chardonnay that's mixed with the remnants of whatever was in my coffee mug... typing this & writing out postcards...while a guy dressed like he's from the Lion King broadway show goes around telling people there's a Mayan whatever show at nine.
everything's free here (with the exception of souvenirs & whatnot) though, so I can't complain.