Miami Vice

Vice is the perfect term to describe my experience in Miami. When I say it's the best worst trip I've ever been on... I'm not lying. Miami is all fun and games, but I am still traumatized. I had the best time but everything that could possibly go went wrong, did. We arrived late at night and decided to go buy some food and liquor. We almost burnt down the penthouse in the process. We decided to call it a night. This isn't even the worst of it. The first full day is where the craziness starts.

Let me get into it:

• Day 1: Broke my phone while at the pool, lost an eye contact which happened to be my only pair with me, and had to make arrangements at the nearest mall to get a new phone and pair of contacts. Waste of a day.

• Night 1: Friend 1 loses phone, wallet, and ID on the way to the first spot of the night. TRIP RUINED.

• Day 2: Friend 2 loses ID. Yes, that's correct. A second person lost their ID.

• Night 2: Can't get into club we pre-paid tickets for in advance. Argued with the bouncers. It was a whole scene.

• Day 3: Friend 3 gets sick ALL DAY. Everyone is worried. No one knows what to do.

• Night 3: Friend 4's flight gets completely cancelled as we are about to head out for the night. HOURS before her flight would've boarded. That I paid for. Fought with airline and had to book a last minute flight on a different airline... not cheap.

• Day 4: It's time to go home. Flight is delayed. We are running on 2 hours of sleep, at most.

• Night 4: Arrive home. Go to concert. Somehow the bad luck followed. Almost didn't get in because the tickets wouldn't scan.

Sigh. I love Miami. Even after all the bad luck, I had a great time. But that's for another post ;)