More to Miami Miami-Dade County were the three words that lit up on my dad’s dashboard as we merged left for the exit to Miami, Florida. The bright sunshine shone through my window, cascading vibrantly from the sky. Within a second, I had spotted the giant urban skyline that was Miami. My headphones were plugged in, as music serenaded my curiosity of the famous city. Meanwhile, we grew closer and closer to the landmark. We made our way into the downtown area of the city, surrounded by towering skyscrapers and a pleasant eighty-degree breeze. Little did I know, I was about to experience something completely different than the warm sunshine on my skin. Minutes seemed like hours as we attempted to try to obtain a parking spot in the large, bustling
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As I walked towards the sidewalk, I passed a group of yoga instructors, an intense beach volleyball match, and a group of young adults partying and doing things that they probably shouldn’t be doing. I pulled up a map of the city with all of the best restaurants and told my family, “Let’s try Bella Monte!” and soon we were on our way to dinner. I walked down the sidewalk of Ocean Drive, entranced by the culture and uniqueness of Miami. I heard “Hello!” “Hola!” and even “Bonjour!”, all in a matter of seconds, representing the melting pot of cultures and languages. The street was lined with designer stores located adjacent to small, self-owned cigar shops run by Cubans. Along with all of the shops, came a numerous amount of automobiles. The city was flooded with them everywhere, taxis, vans, SUVs, punch buggies; almost any type of vehicle! All of the culture, language, and people started to mesh and blend into one vision, one thought, one theory. I thought to myself… there is so much out there, so much culture, so much variety, for everyone to explore, but they aren’t exploring it. People are too closed-minded about new ideas and new experiences and deprive themselves of moments that could shape their perception of the world and its people. People are not taking risks and they are not drifting away from the “norm”; they’re staying in their own bubble, their own superficial society, stripping themselves of all that is truly out
As I walked towards the sidewalk, I passed a group of yoga instructors, an intense beach volleyball match, and a group of young adults partying and doing things that they probably shouldn’t be doing. I pulled up a map of the city with all of the best restaurants and told my family, “Let’s try Bella Monte!” and soon we were on our way to dinner. I walked down the sidewalk of Ocean Drive, entranced by the culture and uniqueness of Miami. I heard “Hello!” “Hola!” and even “Bonjour!”, all in a matter of seconds, representing the melting pot of cultures and languages. The street was lined with designer stores located adjacent to small, self-owned cigar shops run by Cubans. Along with all of the shops, came a numerous amount of automobiles. The city was flooded with them everywhere, taxis, vans, SUVs, punch buggies; almost any type of vehicle! All of the culture, language, and people started to mesh and blend into one vision, one thought, one theory. I thought to myself… there is so much out there, so much culture, so much variety, for everyone to explore, but they aren’t exploring it. People are too closed-minded about new ideas and new experiences and deprive themselves of moments that could shape their perception of the world and its people. People are not taking risks and they are not drifting away from the “norm”; they’re staying in their own bubble, their own superficial society, stripping themselves of all that is truly out