October 9th, 1989
Night flight from MIA – LHR
Monday in Miami started at four this morning, when I woke up feeling absolutely famished. Hadn’t planned on meeting the others ‘til nine and knew there was no way I’d make it ‘til then, so I ordered room service.
Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock at the door.
“Room service,” the gentle voice called out.
I peered through the peephole before opening the door.
“Morning miss,” said the cheery looking chap, about my age. “Where would you like it?”
“How about on the windowsill.”
I saw the amused expression on his face as he carried the tray towards the oversized window.
“Thank you so much,” I said, tipping him a few dollars.
“Have a nice day,” he smiled.
“You too, thank you.”
I read and wrote for a couple of hours before venturing out. Sat by the water for ages watching the boats sail by and wrote some more. I was at the Bayside shopping area before the shops even opened and when they did, I got a bit carried away! The service in the States is just amazing and makes shopping so much fun.
Came back to my room only to find out the flight was delayed by three hours so I went out again and enjoyed a lovely walk. Miami is really cool and definitely somewhere I’d like to spend more time. I wonder if David has been, I’ll have to remember to ask him
Didn’t manage any sleep before pick-up but there’s no shortage of dishy looking men in the Club World cabin so I don’t think staying awake tonight will be a problem.