So yesterday we went on a day trip to Miami. We went to this big estate called Vizcaya which was built by this dude James Deering around 1916. It has extensive grounds and a beautiful garden. But man it was freakin hot.
There were a bunch of people taking photos especially a bunch of young Hispanic girls and their family's taking photos. The girls were all dressed up to celebrate their 15th birthday and a lot of them had what looked like wedding dresses on. And man it was really hot in the gardens. But they got some great photos. There was even a woman in a wedding dress but I don't think it was her wedding but just some commercial modeling shots.
The dock we are standing on is very impressive. There is a stone "boat" out in the water where the rich dude had his parties. The only problem is that the footing was dicey and the wife twisted her ankle in some of the potholes.
Did I tell you it was freakin hot.
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It's good to read about Brooklynites visiting their future retirement communities.
Dude I would rather retire to hell.
It would be cooler.
In every sense of the word.
Isn't Vizcaya a hoot? They hosted an Italian Renaissance Faire a couple of Januarys ago when I was visiting. Total fantasy day.
My dad, after retiring to Florida, said "Don't ever retire to Florida."
I'm not even inclined to visit Florida. Though...I don't remember, but I may have stopped in an airport there once before hopping to one of the islands.
Man it is so hot. And sweatty. Like walking in soup.
The inside was a lot like the Vanderbilt mansion in Newport.
It was a hoot.
Quinceanera.
15th birthday. Our non-Latino priests [one Anglo, one VietNamese] get horn-swaggled into performing this Mass for families determined to make a holy day out of a young lady's 15th birthday. Looks like a good cottage industry in floofy colorful dresses, too.
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