Miami...I understand, now.

Miami, I understand, now. I walked, ran really, 5-6 miles, on your sidewalks (such as they are, such as wherever they are...) and up your crowded streets (such as they are and as finished as they are...) including Brickell and Biscayne Bay...I understand, now. I too, would be a bit distracted and impatient with mere mortals, their hordes, keeping me locked in my expensive car, idling, stuck in traffic looking out through narrow slits between ever more high-rises (did we say the building boom continues apace in Miami?) towards the waterfront, ever-more hidden and blocked behind gated communities which even if it was my residence I wouldn't quite reach them in time to enjoy their offerings...

And looking at the number of high-rise residences under construction...it's only going to get worse.

I understand. I too wouldn't make eye contact for fear I might miss a glimpse of paradise lost.