Miami

Friend: I am going to Miami, and tickets are $52. Are you down to go?
Me: I’m down, and I booked my ticket
Friend: Yayyyyyy! Oh, and our other friend is going too! I may need your passport because we will be on the cruise ship for a few hours.
Me: Bet!

The day arrives. I threw my belongings in a tote bag, put on my traveling kitten heels, and my friends are outside. I am nervous because I have never flown this airline before, and I don’t want anything to happen while we are on this flight. No fights! Hahaha, I don’t want to be on TikTok hollering because of some crazy shit, and now it’s viral. 😂 We boarded the flight, landed safely, and headed to the Airbnb. I am tired because I was just out of the country, but I am about to make the best of these 24 hours.

Miami Beach

The plan is to get dressed, eat, and head to the club. We decided to eat at a Cuban spot that had great food. The food was excellent; we had a few drinks and called the Uber. The Uber driver is from Miami. We all started chatting, and he suggested a different club than what we originally planned. He gives off good vibes, so I trust his suggestion, and it did NOT disappoint. As soon as I walk into a club, I always go straight to the bar, and did. However, my drink was horrible, so that would be my only drink for the night. The club is indoors and outdoors, which is a great setup. The music was fantastic, and the club began to get crowded. We met a cool girl who was the only lady in her group, and it was the guy she was dating and all his friends. They had bottles, and she invited us to hang out. I told my friends to go and have a good time, and I would sit in the covered area at the bar; I was so tired that I knew I couldn’t entertain a new group of people I did not know.

Miami

I grab a seat at the bar, and my friends are across from me with the lady, her lover, and his crew of friends. I am vibing to the music and chilling. The man next to me says, “You can’t be next to me and not have a drink. What do you want to drink?” I explained that I didn’t want a drink. The man would not leave me alone, and offered to get me a drink or some water. He asked if he could give me the money, and I responded, “Okay!” I took the eighteen dollars, got a drink, and sat back down. This is when it gets crazy!

I take a sip of the drink, and the man puts his arm around my waist, and he’s dancing. I told him not to touch me, but we can still chat. He asked me, “Why not?” I told him it made me uncomfortable, and if he thought the drink gave him a pass to touch me, he had the wrong one. He chills. Then, he started to rub my back, and I politely moved his hand. I was being too nice because he was not taking me seriously. I used to work in a small bar in Los Angeles and deal with drunk people every weekend, and I am having a flashback because this scenario can go left really quick. I don’t want to be on social media getting manhandled in the club. Hell no! 😂😂

Now, he has his hand on my leg and his lips to my ear! Okay, I am sick of this shit, and I am ready to handle it. “Get your fucking hand off my leg and stop touching me!” He looks at me and says, “What the hell is the problem?” I turn in my chair to face him and tell him the problem, and the situation goes left. He is, in my face, getting crazy. My girls are across the way, and one of them can tell there is an issue. She is standing on the table about to come over, but I let her know I am good. We exchange words, and he calms down and apologizes before things got crazy. Finally, he left!

It started to rain, so we requested an Uber. Now, one of the men from the group they were hanging with is trying to leave with us. They were a group of doctors having a night out and having a good time. He would not leave and asked if he could sleep in one of our beds. What is going on tonight? Miami is a wild place! Hahaha. We returned to Airbnb without the doctor because no one needed a check-up on this vacation. 😂

The next day, we went to brunch and the beach, shopped, and returned to the airport. We never made it to the “Love Boat” which is what I called the cruise ship. It was a nice flight ✈️ back to Atlanta and nothing crazy happened on the plane.

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Response to “Miami”

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    Jas

    Oh no! The crazy bar men are the WORST. He had you f*ck3d up!! As a woman, it’s so uncertain, and somewhat “scary” to stand your ground nowadays.I’m glad you were safe.

    I’m also happy read this shit before I go to Veags for the bacelorette party. I haven’t been out to a club in a long ass time and didn’t even think about the potential mess that can come with it. LMAO. Hopefully they don’t find my mace in my purse when we enter. Hahahaaa!

    Love you 🙂

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