Miami was a blast!
After standing in a queue of colourful patrons for a while, I was able to order an avocado sandwich through the take-out window at La Sandwicherie, about a block away from our hotel. Inside, just about every surface had been painted:
The sandwich arrived, the size of a small beagle. The avocado and other toppings were jammed into the midsection of an entire loaf of French bread, paired with a small container of dipping sauce with flavours of lemon and dijon. It was enough to fill us both after a morning of watching sky messages (happy birthday, Shaunique!) on the beach.
My half! Delicious and mostly disappeared. |
Today, back on the ranch
I ran about 11k on the treadmill this morning, which felt great. It was less cold this morning and I probably could have run on the canal. Perhaps I'll try that next weekend. Yesterday I skated, and was tickled by a hand-coloured sign hung along the pedestrian bridge: "Marry me, Tia!"
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