Last day, Miami.

“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”

― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

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We slept, beautifully.

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Draining the last of the strong and intense coffee with a distinct sense memory of Havana.

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And now we swim, pack, checkout, see some friends by the bay at high noon and then drive-drive-drive, baby.

Bliss.

Right?

Virginia was so on-the-money.

“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”

― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

Too true.

We found the only tiny corner bistro with strapping French teenagers working in the kitchen, in Miami, it seems. They even had vintage 7 inch singles (Belmondo! Nana!) on the walls.

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There must have been a European vibe on the air in south beach last night. The Parisian cafe. The late night coffee under the umbrellas after with someone drifting through town, like us, with similar memories of London-new-York-Asia. Curious.

The sort of thing that used to happen to former boarding school types in the late 60s while trekking through Greece on a vintage motorbike.

Or so we’ve been told……

The world feels small.

And yet infinite.

About teamgloria

I used to make my living from writing. And then it all stopped and so I went and did something else, part of which entailed a whole new look from Brooks Brothers (it wasn’t really me, but it was necessary). But a decade later I started to write again (during nights and weekends and frustrated lunch-times and long haul business travel) and one of the things I wrote (or came to me – as I do believe in the whole Muse concept) was a character called Gloria. Gloria was a trainee angel and sat “up there” waiting for her first assignment. To occupy the hours she should have been studying humans and their foibles, she spent her time enjoying the new celestial movies-on-demand channel and became obsessed by Doris Day. So you can imagine the drama that unfolded when she came to Earth. Quite a shock to the system. But Gloria was determined to see Manhattan through the eyes of a vintage Doris Day movie and something magical started to happen – to me too. Because I started to do the same thing and life became easier (and then I got Tobias the tumor which changed the trajectory, for now). There are a lot of glorious people, places & things that help me get through my day – they make my life great – and so I call them “team gloria” (although they don’t usually know that). So I thought I’d start documenting them, and looking out for new people, places & things on a daily basis, and sharing them with you (whomever you are – do say hello. Oh, and tell me who your team gloria is :-)
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2 Responses to Last day, Miami.

  1. “Intense coffee.”

    That alone sounds like bliss.

    • teamgloria says:

      it was ;-)

      waving at you with our coffee cup (oops! nearly spilled it) now we’re back in NYC with an intense brew to cope with the Delays At Miami Airport (yawn) last night.

      _tg xx

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