I was cruising home the other day, freezing my ever loving ass off, and I was flipping through the radio since my satellite reciever took a shit. I came across a song that instantly made me stop.
About 3 years ago I was sent down to Miami for work. It was March and I had a case of the "winter has frozen everything off and I'm sick of its." I've gotten into the habit of burning a cd of current songs before I leave since I never know what the radio stations are going to hold. That trip the song "Tempurature" by Sean Paul was the feature.
When I got off the plan I was instantly wrapped in the warm Florida air. Then I went through the airport. That is one shitty airport!! I waited among the people waiting for their bags to head for their cruise. I was one of the few I figured who was there for business. I got my bags and then was issued my car and off I went.
Of course I took a wrong turn leaving the airport. I ended up in a less than savory place and turned my car around to head in the right direction. I found my hotel and proceeded to find a place for dinner that night. I picked a seafood joint on South Beach. I looked at the map and figured it would only take me 45 minutes to get there. I made my reservation and headed out. I opened the windows and drove it like I stole it to the beats of Sean Paul. I was wrong. It took me an hour and a half to get to the neighborhood. I eneded up at the wrong the place and gave up. I ate at a raw bar and it was awesome. I must say I've never valet parked to eat at a bar before.
With a full belly and the warm night air, I decided to cruise a bit. Down I went on the A1A. Music bangin and I ended up drag racing an old piece of shit truck. I won of course even in a rental car :) I have the most vivid memory of seeing the cruise ships in the port and the warm air in my hair. I was in heaven. Sean Paul slammin the whole time.
A few days later I got sent to see one of our vendors a bit down the interstate. It was my last day so I decided to wear some capris and sandals. I wasn't with a customer so I was going to enjoy this trip dammit! I remember sitting in the traffic jam on the way back, window open, foot hangin out the window, and looking over at the locals with their jackets on. HA!
On a by line, that was the trip where I got my first parking ticket. I had no clue where the hell to pile in my car at the customer so I threw it in a parking lot at the college across the street. WOOPS!! Somehow I got work to pay for it...BONUS!
So without further adiu, here is the inspiration for this post....