November 5, 2018
Standing at the airport, waiting for a cab (this is soooooo not New York), the heat was overwhelming. If this is what its like in November in Miami, I donít even want to think about the warmer months. The trip down was (aside from waking up at 4 AM) relatively painless, until I tried to get my baggage. The first class seats give me the space to move around in without bumping in to someone, even on a full flight. The next two days will be grueling, but at least Iím not starting already broken. Well, not much.