I have been meaning to start this thread for quite some time, as the phrase 'Only in Miami' comes out of mine, Matt Meltzers and Sungals mouth about 5 times a week at least. So this thread is for all the weird, wonderful, infuriating stuff that can and does only happen here.
I'll go first with some of the stuff I have seen in the last week:
Someone keeps leaving a coconut in my bike basket. (I kid you not. I am starting to think one of the homeless people here is a secret admirer.)
I went for a walk the other day to see two guys pushing a full size fridge down the middle of Collins Ave. God knows where they were going.
They closed my bus stop so they could do a photo shoot. Hellooo? I have to get places!
I'm sure there are more that I'll remember... feel free to add your own observations about this crazy city!
Saw 3 chicks frolicking in the rooftop fountain at the Clevelander. Two were buck nekkid, and one was topless. No, I didn't complain. Yes, topless is common in SoBe, but naked and frollicking in a rooftop decorative fountain comes under the topic of "Only in Miami".
Today's entry: my friend is on a health kick and joined the David Barton gym. He has just come to me and said, "I intended to go to the gym after work, and now I find out they're doing happy hour for the next 3 days!"
Yep, only in Miami does your gym host happy hours.
Then there was the time when I was on South Beach interviewing the guy with the rooster, which in itself, is an only in Miami moment even though he is hardly alone considering I constantly hear roosters from the neighborhood below my condo.
And then it started pouring rain. And the rain just kept coming down. Next thing you know, the streets are flooded and there was no way I was able to leave South Beach.
So I grabbed my cameras and shot some video and photos.
Uh... some of those you guys posted aren't really "only in Miami".
This one I'm pretty sure also isn't strictly "only in Miami", but I'm positive it is really rare in America. We were at the beach yesterday and a couple of cute girls were walking north through the surf. I am really sure they were under 18. One was topless.
This one I learned only recently and totally love. Only in Miami does the local director of one of the largest funding agencies in the country shop at a ramshackle record store run by a red-headed force of nature. (That's Dennis Scholl, The Knight Foundation, Sweat, and Lolo, for those that don't know.)
ONLY in Miami can you arrive at your hotel at midnight, party for several hours, eat a decent meal amongst models, then go party for several more hours, and head straight to the beach.
(That was us, years ago on a vacation, Level Nightclub, 11th Street Diner, an actual table jammed full of models behind us, Space Nightclub, and 10th Street beach. It is the night that is essentially the reason we live here now.)