A man plays his trumpet in the balmy breezy tropical setting of South Pointe Parke, Miami Beach, Fla., 4:05 p.m. March 28, 2021
The pictures in this entry were taken on Sunday as I spent time down in and around South Pointe with a young couple I met the night before at South Pointe Tavern. Fun-loving and nice, they're also politically conservative -- and so part of a non-trivial number of such internal U.S. expats living down here in this part of South Florida.
Looking north, South Pointe Pier, Miami Beach, Fla., 3:48 p.m., March 28, 2021.
There is a pier in this location that parallels one of the two nearly half-mile long jetty-like structures forming the "Government Cut" channel.
This is just an interim entry this Tuesday afternoon to note that I haven't posted any entries in several days, and while I'm in the process of composing one, it is -- despite my own desire -- super political.
That's due, of course, to the disgusting time in which we are living with Illiberal leftwing lunatics run amok through the vehicle of the Democrat Party and its tissue-thin "majority" combined with Big Media and Big Tech, all of which are fanning racial division, Maoist Cultural Revolution, and general society-wide social and political destruction.
Honestly, though, I don't want to spend large amounts of time posting angry political-themed entries -- diatribes -- about the current situation in the country. It's enervating, pointless, and, ultimately, self-destructive. It also defeats the whole purpose of why I am a sort of internal "refugee" -- or maybe just an expat -- down here from the unlivable D.C.
The pastel-hued Portofino tower, Miami Beach, Fla., 3:34 p.m., March 28, 2021.
About that move here to Miami Beach, I'm now into my second full week living down here at the eastern bottom of the country in the strange and captivating tropical seaside half-American city /half-resort that itself is part of the greater Miami-Dade area.
The twin "Continuum" towers at the very southeast corner of Miami Beach, Fla., 3:46 p.m., March 28, 2021.
Of note, the wildest of the spring break frenzy definitely seems to have passed and, hopefully, by the start of May, it will just be tropical, slow, and quiet down here.
As for me, I'm fine although very tired today. And I'm still trying to feel my way around here.
Above: The dog belonging to the couple I met (lady pictured) on Saturday night and with whom I spent Sunday afternoon being shown the nice spots where locals congregate around South Pointe Park including Monty's and Smith & Wollensky.
Right now, I'm taking a break from my workday -- yes, fully and permanently teleworking while I have my job based back in D.C. -- and I'm going to go the short distance (i.e., 5 minute walk) to the beach and jump in the turquoise / aquamarine ocean for a short swim, or rather, splash about before coming back.
The channel known as Government Cut with ultra-rich Fisher Island visible from South Pointe Park, Miami Beach, Fla.,
3:42 p.m., March 28, 2021
I need to grocery shop today, too, which involves walking the mile to the Publix. My intention is to post another entry tonight while watching old TV shows.