My second day in Miami, I had a few errands to run, like buying flip flops (seriously, I forgot these????), some cat supplies, and some food for my upcoming Belize adventure.
Snacks and essentials that aren’t easily available (or crazy expensive) on tiny tropical island.
Hmmm, I never really explained the whole cat traveling thing. Well, I am not the only ecologist in the family that is traveling the whole summer. My husband is too. My kitty (named Gaia) is staying with me rather than my husband, as he has more legs on his trips than me. While I am in Belize, however, Gaia has stay in Miami with my parents.
Gaia, my rescue Bengal kitty
I digress…. the rest of my second day in Miami I hung out with my family (with the exception of one, they all live in South Florida). We got group manicures and pedicures. I guess that a family that grooms together stays together! We dined further north in Broward County at a place called Big Bear Brewing Company. The food was great (ribs and a beer-cheese soup). But in my humble opinion, their beer didn’t hold a candle to our great Cleveland breweries (shout out to Great Lakes Brewing). CLE +1.
My third and final day in Miami was spent largely helping out my family. Ever looking forward to the cuisine of my hometown, though, I had to first brunch at my favorite hole-in-the wall Cuban bakery. I had a lovely sugar rush from a café con leche and sugar encrusted pastelitos con carne (with meat) and con guayaba (with guava and cheese).
My cafe con leche and pastelitos.
Then I headed home to try and fix my father’s ailing 9 year old computer. No such luck. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the afternoon setting up a brand new computer for him. From there I helped out my brother’s girlfriend with her dental school applications. See the professor hat is usually not far off, even on vacation.
About 10pm I started packing for Belize. Since I am traveling through the country like most Belizeans – via bus – I had to adjust my luggage. Here is a travel tip: rolling luggage does not travel well on the streets and buses of Belize (and other Central American countries). So I packed up my trusty backpack and prepared for the next leg of my adventure.
First trip in Belize – touring Mayan Ruins