No it's not what you think, but I will get to that in a moment. I just came back from a kind of crappy multi-leg Caribbean sequence. We were scheduled to layover in Montego Bay the first night and Miami the second night.
With weather in Miami, we got stuck in Orlando and Miami and ended up leaving several hours late with a full load of folks to Montego Bay, Jamaica.
The hotel is an all-inclusive place but our layover was now down to the 8 hour minimum so we were not going to have any time to partake in the fun amenities (or so we thought). We meet the next morning in the lobby only to find out the flight is delayed because the plane is broken and the part is coming on the first Miami flight and isn't going to arrive until 11:30am. We go back to our rooms and change and then head down for breakfast since we still have our little red wristbands on and with the exception of booze, can enjoy anything on the property that we want. After breakfast, I snapped a few photos of the beach around the hotel.
Now for the crab story. When we got back to the airport that afternoon, the plane was repaired, but when the first officer was doing his walk around, he noticed a family of crabs had climbed up the wheel well and was trying to nest in a bundle of hydraulic lines. Sadly, they had to be sent to crab heaven.
The nice part of our delay was that when we got to Miami, we were so late, we did not have to do the turnaround to Guatemala City, so we just went to the hotel. I had planned to have dinner with my friend Sheetal, who I have known since my college days at UNF. She is now living in Miami. She came and picked me up and we drove down to South Beach for dinner and ice cream. We could not remember in what parking garage we left her car, and as we were trying to find it, with the help of the iPhone, a homeless man came up to us and started screaming "Mama" to her. Only in Miami are the homeless bilingual!
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