Memorial Day weekend came and went. Mr. S and I cooked, went to the movies ("28 Weeks Later"), rented some movies, and hit Twist and the Palace for a little bit. It was difficult to sleep in the evenings with the sounds of traffic, police/emergency vehicles, helicopters, and the screaming local "crazy" person or drunk tourist.
Saturday, we met up with Vickie and her friend, Meg. Meg was visiting from out of town. They had a stroll and lunch on an almost empty Lincoln Road and then met us at the Palace. The fantabulous "The" Mrs Astor was there and stated "As God is my witness the Palace will be open!". We had a good time watching the "Hoochie Mamas", the boys on the sidewalk and the over sized, multicolored cars with loud music on the street (some of the drivers must be making up for some short comings...).
Ray Ray was bartending and the music was catering to the street crowd with the loud "boom-boom" music. I guess you have to give in a little. Though there were many visitors, the crowds before dark were not as big as I thought they would be.
The police presence was everywhere. Streets were closed off, extra holding buses were on hand and the Tow Truck Nazis were hovering like buzzards on all the corners. There were many arrests (as predicted, but not as many as expected). The worst thing, I would say, was the two guys that were shot and killed in front of David's Cafe II on Lincoln Road and Meridian. They were visiting from out of town. Of course, many of the witnesses saw nothing and supposedly the shooter was assisted to escape by his friends. A suspect was caught and he confessed to the murders. This all occurred on Monday morning at 5:30 am and the arrest happenend Tuesday afternoon. These were the first murders on Miami Beach for the year.
On a good note, things are getting back to normal. Provincetown Jerry and her crew called to wish us all a good weekend. Sis had a good visit to Dallas and Mom has some plans to actually go out this week. Wednesday will the the "Turn about" night at the Palace and it is said it will be the last big party of the season (well, I guess until the next big party comes up...)
Oh...just an additional observation. I kept calling the weekend "Real Boobs" weekend. Most of the women were displaying their "girls" and other parts of the anatomy in full glory. Where else but on the beach can you wear handiwipes as a top for double D breasts with a thong for a size 18 butt and 5 inch heels and still look under dressed as the person next to you is larger and wearing less. There wasn't a lack of self confidence. Of course, the boys had bigger hair and more jewelry than the girls. (A note to the boys: A t-shirt that goes down past your knees is called a dress.)
That's it for now. Have a good week y'all!
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