didn't wanna ponder that too long, tho. just wanted to grab my crap off the lil conveyer belt thing, plop it into a cab right outside, then head our asses on over to the beach.
the ride was, i dunno, maybe 25 minutes or something. enough time to just watch out the window and take in some of the sites. i've never been to miami before, so everything was new. its a lotta streets and highways and smaller skyscrapers. tons of palm trees and just as many docks, ports, and ships of all sizes.
oh, and bitches. lots and lots of fucking bitches. everywhere bitches. wonderful, delightful bitches.
instantly, i deemed miami superior to LA in almost every way. the weather was on a par, the palm trees were aplenty, but LA simply didn't have girls. and, if there's one thing i like doing, its looking for them ladies. but miami put all that to shame. it was filled with chicks, literally walking around in their delightfully tiny bikinis.
and, good gracious, i
so prefer miami to LA.
