This is where I’ve been for the past week. I know, your heart bleeds for me and the trials and tribulations I must endure.
Spent last week in Miami Beach, partially for work and partially for play. This was the view from my room:
So that was cool.
Miami Beach was interesting and unexpected. I’d never been before, so I went in with stereotypes of non-stop clubbing and Real Housewives. I absolutely didn’t expect all the fabulous art deco and pleasant boardwalks. The weather was unfortunately gloomy and not beach-friendly while I was there, but the silver lining was it forced me to explore the city a bit more, and it was a lot of fun. I also realized I’ve been spoiled by Boston—we had to be very selective about where we ate in order to find vegetarian food.
The only thing that was really distasteful was the end of the trip, when I was treated like second-class shit by the airline employees checking my bag at the Fort Lauderdale Airport. I seemed to be only an extension of my boyfriend—the workers preferred to talk to him, treated him as if he were in charge of our group (it was my boyfriend, me, and another woman), and tried to do all financial transactions through him even though it was my credit card. It’s not an experience I’d really had before, at least not to that extent, and as a result I spent most of my time in the Fort Lauderdale airport fuming.
BUT, rampant sexism aside, it was a fun trip. I’m not sure if I would go back to Miami Beach without doing a conference there, but it was a good time. And those bartenders know their mojitos.
Spending a quick couple of days in Philadelphia. It’s my first time in this city and it’s pretty cool.
Last night we went to Distrito, a Jose Garces restaurant near Penn. The food was delicious—I highly recommend the shrimp and chorizo tacos—and they have a fancy tequila bar. The restaurant felt very Disney World, though, like it didn’t just feel designed, it felt themed. There was even one table that was an actual car, like the Sci-Fi Drive-in restaurant at Hollywood Studios.
Aside from that fun adventure, I’ve been mostly working. I like what little I’ve seen of Philly, though, and I’d like to come back when I’m not working.
Back home tomorrow! See you soon, Boston.
Back from Chicago. I love Chicago. Really, I love that city. Like whoa.
My favorite part (aside from the lovely friends I hung out with) was Frank Lloyd Wright’s Robie House, on the University of Chicago campus. Specifically, the living room:
A mere photo cannot capture the awesomeness that is this room. (I did not take this picture as that is against the rules.) But basically I want to go back with a sleeping bag and never leave. I think I actually reached the apex of joy in the moments I stood in that room; it’s all downhill from here.
Also I had Chicago-style pizza which—like, really? Why is that not the standard?
See y’all later. Except for those of you I will see in Chicago.
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