We arrived in Miami at about 4:30 or so. The change of planes in Atlanta went smoothly. In fact, as we walked up to the gate a young blonde woman was talking to the gate agents. I heard one of the agents say, "Oh, we have a celebrity then! Which magazine cover are you going to be on?" The blonde said, "Playboy, next month." The agent said, "Oh." The Playmate said, "Yeah, people always do that when I say Playboy." She said she had been to the Playboy Mansion, and that all the girls there hated her.
But, back to Miami. We found our luggage in the American Airlines unclaimed baggage office. The bags did beat us there! We began looking for the EZ Car Rental desk. Hmmm...don't see it right here. Those free phones that the Chamber of Commerce locates in airports didn't have any car rental services listed, just hotels. We didn't have a phone number for EZ, so we asked a few people. One woman said that they might be on the upper floor, because she thought one was up there, but she couldn't be sure. The print-out that she had said to go to the EZ counter. The Goddess got on the phone with Travelocity (who she booked through), who had to conference in EZ Car Rental. While she was waiting for all that to happen, I went upstairs to see if it was up there. I saw two Transportation Safety Administration workers talking, so I went up and asked if they knew where EZ Car Rental was. They both said, "Yeah, downstairs, by the baggage claim." I said, "No, I've already looked there." They said that no car rental desks were on that floor. Then one of them said, "I guess it's not so EZ after all!" That's our TSA at work.
When I got back downstairs the Goddess said that the rental desk is in the Embassy Suites, and we have to take the Embassy Suites Shuttle. We went out to the driveway, and waited for the shuttle. I arrived pretty quickly, and off we went to the rental desk. We got a Ford Focus and the threat of paying $4.99 per gallon of gas, if we didn't bring it back full of gas. Off we went to Miami Beach (South Beach to be exact) in search of the Blue Moon Hotel
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Embassy Suites? That's right by the Miami Cruise Port, so you might go on one of those Suitless Cruises...
But why rent a car then? It's gonna be either Disneyworld or Wet & Wild (the sandals, the swim suit...)
Or the Everglades (the tie, the dress shoes)
Read the small print:
ATTENTION FLORIDA DRIVERS!
YOU MAY BE DRIVING OVER GRAVES OF THE DEAD!
Beneath the asphalt of Interstate-Four, in Seminole County at the south end of the St. John's River bridge, is a small family cemetery. This cemetery, under the eastbound lane of the highway, contains four graves of an early pioneer family who died from yellow fever. The State of Florida has refused to move, or place a marker at this site. What is more "haunting," is that according to officials with the Highway Department, this short section of the highway, has more accidents than any other section of the entire interstate!! Shall we say--its the revenge of the dead for disturbing their sacred resting place. But these are not the only graves beneath I-4, beneath the Altamonte Springs section of Interstate-Four, there is another small family cemetery. There should be no wonder at the misery experienced by motorists in traffic jams and accidents in these sections of I-4, and what is most bizarre--is that these things were predicted by old time residents before the Interstate was open. Drive with care---Care for the dead!
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