And now you may thank me for having the Will Smith song stuck in your head.
This is not a mere coincidence. I’m actually going. For real ya’all. I’m boarding a plane to cross the Atlantic, for the umpteenth time, and
dropping down landing safely in the poster-city of all things American Summer. Even though it seems most of the people over there don’t speak English. Or American for that matter. I’m travelling for (and not in) business, but I do intend to sneak away and stick my weird looking toes in the sand of South beach. I don’t know anything about Miami other than what I’ve seen in movies or in rap music video’s. Based on this limited, one-sided portrayal of the city, you may rest assure that there are certain things I will NOT do whilst exposing myself. To the sights and sounds of Miami. Continue reading