Saturday we woke up at 10am. Another beautiful day, another leisurely breakfast. Instead of the beach we hit the pool. An afternoon thunderstorm sent us back inside. As the rain came down, we sat on the balcony and watched iguanas crawl for cover. 3 appeared from the bushes by the pool. 2 took the high road and scaled a coconut tree. The other one swam across the marina to hide in a patch of rocks on the opposing shore. Of the two that climbed the tree, one fell from the very top, bounced softly in the grass and patiently mounted a different Cocos nucifera. After the storm the iguanas disappeared and we had a drink in the rain—cooled evening.
Back to South Beach for dinner. We took a ferry to a cab to Tap Tap, a Haitian restaurant on 5th Street about 2 blocks from the China Grill. Oh what a difference 2 blocks can make. Tap Tap was resonably priced and the food was delicious. We ordered seconds of conch fritters and Haitian mojitos. Mmm mmm. Then back to the Delano where Will and I were stopped by a doorman who briefed us on the Delano's dress code. Funny that. Friday night no one said anything about our open toed shoes. But since we seemed like "nice people" the doorman pardoned our slovenly attire and granted entry.
1 cocktail and then we hit the road. By now we Delano veterans were plum tired and even the rumor that Kelly Clarkson was in da house couldn't keep us in our poolside bed. Enough said.
Posted by Red Chuck at May 25, 2005 05:21 PM