South Beach

The Claremont is an example

of Miami Beach Art Deco architecture.

Yesterday was windy and threatening storms all day, so we didn't do much of anything except nurse a few glasses of wine at Bernie's brother's place, and I enjoyed a couple cigars. I don't smoke cigars anymore, really. It has been a long time since I had one, but this week being around Cuban-type cigars, I succumbed and enjoyed a couple.

So it was fitting that we ended up in a Cuban restaurant today in South Beach, which is part of Miami Beach. There are a lot of restaurants here and we ended up in this one. It was an excellent choice. Of course, I forgot the name. Yuca or something like that. You will not go too far wrong, really, with any restaurant here.

The traffic is congested, even for a day nearing off season.

We strolled on the walkway along the beach.

I seem to do a lot of strolling on this venture. I never was quite sure what strolling meant. Now I know. I kind of walked along the edge of the walkway to stay out of the way of those in a hurry. I don't know why they would be in a hurry here.

Bernie and I held hands. The wind was fresh.

Skateboarders pumped by on long, long boards. You must use those long ones to get around in the city.

Parasails floated aimlessly.

Quite a satisfying day at South Beach.

Bernie dozed and I fell asleep on the way back to Gene's place at Boynton Beach. He was driving, by the way.