My Sexy Surprise Solo Stay at MIA

Can you believe my good-for-missing-a-flight-behind had the nerve to act appalled when I missed my most recent one?  I was really and truly UPSET!  I mean I went as far to tell the rebooking gate agent that I may have to stop flying American Airlines, as if it was American Airlines at fault for me not leaving my house in L.A. sooner.

Arriving to LAX too late to board my original flight to MIA meant that I'd miss my original connecting flight to the Caribbean.  I had to be completely rebooked.

B*tch, you got some nerve.

I had to check myself.  

Yes, my Uber driver was so busy trying to chop it up with me that he was driving slower than molasses; yes, I was given the run-around by American Airlines' check-in process; and yes, the customer service line was longer than a Christmas toy drive giveaway in the ghetto, but had I arrived at LAX earlier, none of that would've been detrimental.

I decided to drop the attitude and make the best out of the situation (I put myself in).

At this point, we're in the 8 o'clock hour of the morning and they didn't want to put me on a flight out of LAX until 10 o'clock at night because the next flight out of MIA to the specific Caribbean to which I'm traveling wasn't until the following morning. 

Instead of sitting in LAX all morning, noon and night, or going back to my place in L.A. only to come back to LAX, I figured I ought to keep moving forward.  

Get me on the next thing smoking to MIA!

The LAX American Airlines customer service agent told me they weren't giving me a voucher for anything because I should have arrived to LAX 4 hours prior to my flight.  (She was dragging it at this point, but whatever).  Her silk press was laid and I complimented her on it, which led to a mini convo about silk scarves and never not tying up your hair.

Bye, LAX.  I'll try my hand at MIA.

The last time I flew this same route back in December, there was a dilemma and I ended up talking the American Airlines associates into giving me vouchers for taxis, a night's stay in Miami, and food!

Related: TikTok Recap of Previous Caribbean Trip

Honey, they weren't going for it this time.

Now I was responsible to house and feed myself for a 1-night stay in Miami.  

This wasn't a part of the plan, but whatever, forget a delay; this vacation starts now!

What to do during a long overlay?

As I told you, I ended up having to stay an unexpected night in Miami as a result of my own choices.  However, this type of travel inconvenience happens often when it's completely out of the traveler's control.  

Sometimes flights get delayed after you've already arrived to your connecting city.  Or, sometimes you do choose it, by booking yourself on a flight route with a long overlay in a connecting city because it's a thousand dollars less expensive than the shorter flight options, when browsing thru Google flights.

Instead of being upset about a long, or unexpected overlay, make it a part of your trip.

I don't know about y'all's alma maters, but at thee University of Louisiana, we college students loved a good pre-game situation.

Thinking "this sucks" wasn't going to get me to the Caribbean any faster, so I rather look at it as a surprise addition to my trip.

Whoah, looka there, a surprise pre-game situation in Miami before my trip to the Caribbean!

Just because I'm using a party term I picked up in college, doesn't mean it has to include partying.  (Though, I did hit up a couple of people, juuuuuust in case shaking a tail feather was what was in the cards for my one-night stay in MIA.)

Myself and my peers have had the tendency to think vacation = go.  Go here, go there, do this, do that, go, go, go!  What I'm coming to learn is that it can be exactly the opposite, it can be: vacation = stop.  Stop what you're doing, stop what you're stressing about, sit still and simply be.

I stopped in Miami, and I did just that.. stop.

I didn't do a darn thing in Miami this time, and somehow this visit was better than the rest.  (Please don't get offended if we've traveled to Miami together; if it's any consolation, I didn't care for Miami when I came here for the first time on a solo trip either.)

Related: YouTube Vlog of My Very First Time in Miami (Solo Travel)

Sprawled across the large bed fitted with white linens, I stopped while I watched everyone else go.

During my during my day-long layover at MIA, I enjoyed a calm stay at EB Hotel Miami Airport.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of my top floor suite at EB Hotel Miami Airport looked out over a busy roadway and onto the American Airlines aircraft grounds. 

I rested with a peaceful smile as other humans zipped below, and above, off to wherever the Universe was deciding to take them.

I got sexy all for my damn self.

In this sophisticated chic suite all by my lonesome, I put on a black barely-there undergarment and twirled around in all my feminine essence.

Why?  ...Why tf not?

Under no form of intoxication, yet I felt intoxicated.

It felt good to appreciate this beautiful space by placing my beautiful body all over it.

(Yep, mm hm, I just called my own body beautiful, and I meant it.  Not something I usually do, but that's what a moment of appreciation will do to you.)

Before I go, let's get into this hotel suite.

When I entered my room at EB Hotel Miami Airport, I couldn't resist but be the damned millennial I am and whip out my phone, recording. 

Related: EB Hotel Miami Airport TikTok Tour

Opening a hotel "room" door and not seeing a bed immediately starts off the impression on the right foot.  Oh, this isn't a plain ol' four-wall situation?  Okaaaay.

The modern living area at the entrance of the suite featured a sectional couch that welcomes you to sprawl out across it in front of the flat screen tv, or sit up straight to get some work done at the desk with a spinning office chair. 

As you continue to walk into the space, you pass a wall of closet space, making it a great place to stay awhile; no need to live out of your suitcase here.  Then, with a swivel of the head over, some naughty thoughts are likely to arise when your eyes land upon floor-to-ceiling glass on both sides of the shower with spouts coming from every angle, right before a king-sized bed.

If you don't feel like putting on a show, or looking out onto the MIA American Airlines grounds, no worries, automatic controls bring a shade down on the bedroom-facing side of the shower.

On the opposite side of the huge bathroom mirror and counter space to the right of the spa-like shower, another glass wall separates the commode and bedet. 

The hair dryer wasn't my Dyson I have at home, but hey, it's there, and it dried my hair after one of the shower spouts caught me off guard, raining down from directly above my head.

Even though I had an early-morning flight, I woke up early enough to have time to brew myself a fresh coffee with the single-serve Keurig, then simply sit in the space, sipping, calmly enjoying the view before heading down to the hotel lobby to catch the complimentary airport shuttle.

Miami isn't one of my favorite places, but the way I enjoyed my very brief stay at EB Hotel Miami Airport, I'd revisit it... this time intentionally.

Sitting in the bedroom area, before a floor-to-ceiling window that looks out onto the American Airlines grounds of MIA, of a beautiful suite at EB Hotel Miami Airport.

(I told you that shower caught me off guard. You can tell which side of my head was hit by water [sigh]).

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