Miami is completely different than Pikeville. The first thing I noticed while driving into Miami was the cars. Ferraris and Maseratis seemed to be the norm. I even saw a few Teslas. Being a lover of exotic cars, I thought I’d died and gone to car heaven! I pride myself on being able to name every car that passed. I’m glad I’m not wealthy. Ashton would be in lots of trouble.
After our fabulous two-night stay in West Palm Beach (see that post here), we arrived at the Viceroy before lunch. It was less than a two hour drive from West Palm. I chose the Viceroy because of it’s close proximity to the Port of Miami. It didn’t hurt that it had the nation’s longest pool. I also read that several of the stars have condos there. Needless to say, I did my homework before booking. Some people are foodies; I am a “hotelie”. I booked a couple of months in advance to get the cheapest rate. (See a pattern?) Then, I paid the optional $20.00 extra for an upgrade. When we first arrived, I was in awe over the “artsy” face columns. Note the giant road in the picture. I will explain the significance of that later.
Since we were so early to arrive, we had to wait a couple of hours for our room to be prepared. It was breezy out, so we opted to wait by the pool. I was excited to find that we could see the Carnival ships from the pool! From the outside, the hotel was definitely crazy over-the-top.
We were given a free drink while we waited. I’d never turn down any offer for a free drink. Already, I felt as if we were treated like royalty. By the way, Ashton discovered that he really likes Fat Tire beer. Kudos for his branching out! I opted for a chardonnay. There is less sugar in dry wine, so I tend to sip the dries a lot more slowly.
We had almost finished our cocktails when we recieved the phone call that our room was ready. With great excitement, we made our way up to our room. The desk manager hinted that we would be pleased with our room. Ashton’s face doesn’t reflect the excitement.
Ashton nearly needed to call 911 when I saw the room. I almost had a heart attack. I had thought the Embassy room was huge, but this room took the cake. It had two bathrooms. Our first house didn’t have two bathrooms! One of the bathrooms was bigger than two rooms in our house. I loved the eclectic Asian mix designed by the famous Kelly Wearstler. I knew that I was made to live in this hotel. At least for a night….
Hello, beautiful marble desk!
While perusing the minibar, I made a discovery. At first, I thought I’d found a box of chocolates. Much to my disbelief, it was a box of ….ummm….protection. That won’t be going anywhere near my mouth. Just sayin…..
I didn’t want to part with the room. With a lot of convincing, I finally changed in my swimsuit and headed out to the pool. As we walked towards the pool, we were greeted by cucumber water, fluffy towels, and stretchy towels for our chairs. It’s definitely a swanky hotel when you get the stretchy lounge chair covers. One of the pool boys asked to assist me to my chair. In hindsight, I should have taken advantage of that opportunity. Opportunities like that don’t come often. Ashton was just happy with a cooler of Fat Tires. We spent hours people watching. I’d never seen so many beautiful people; mostly European. Did mention that we sat beside Mark Cuban’s neighbor? Did I mention that I wanted to stay here forever? #MiamiGirl
After soaking up all of the Miami sun for the day, we went back to the room to shower and get ready for dinner. As soon as we walked into the foyer (what hotel room has a foyer?), we found a handwritten note and a special anniversary surprise. What a perfect touch! We indulged in our treat while watching the yachts from our balcony. #SpoiledRotten
On the way to dinner is when the earring accident happened. Remember the picture of the huge road above, in front of the hotel? As we were racing to cross the zillion lanes of traffic, in front of grossly expensive cars, my earring flew off. It was my immediate instinct to chase it. After all, I packed lightly and I needed those earrings! As the earring bounced, I chased. I was literally on my hands and knees, chasing my two dollar earring in the middle of the street. As the walking sign had already changed, Ashton knew that I’d get runned over. Cars were honking and Ashton was yelling at me. Whether two dollars or two hundred, a girl needs her gold hoops! Much wine was needed to cope after that situation. On the way back to the hotel, we noticed a frantic girl on the balcony of our hotel. At first I thought she was wearing a flesh colored swimsuit. Don’t even get me started on flesh-colored clothing! Much to my surprise, she turned. There was no denying the butt-crack. She was nude! Apparently, her roommate had locked her out of the room. She was frantic as passers-by honked at her. Feeling horrible about that situation, we reported it to the front desk. I can only hope that someone rescued the poor girl. Note to self: Never venture outside naked. Never. After dinner, with wine in hand (because, remember, I needed it), we walked around the hotel, snapping pictures of the beautiful sunset. As long as I live, I will never forget the beauty of Miami at night.
With the big cruise day ahead, we went to bed early. We tried to go bed early. Ashton noticed that there was no cover sheet on the bed. There was only the fitted sheet and the coverlet. I dismissed it, thinking that it must be the new, “cool” way of sleeping. Unconvinced, Ashton called the front desk. It had been overlooked and they immediate sent one up. Ashton remade the bed. I thought we were at a luxury hotel??
As the night progressed, we heard what sounded like a party in the room next to us. We tried to politely ignore. But as the night progressed, things became worse. The party was raging! Finally, at 4:30am, we called the front desk to complain. Twenty people were escorted out of the room. The next morning, our entire bill was compensated. Drinks by the pool, the minibar…..our entire Viceroy experience was free. In reality, our sleep was not that badly disrupted, but who are we to complain… Would I stay at the Viceroy again? In a skinny minute! I left a part of my heart in Miami. I am sure that I will return again one day. #Viceroyforever.
Stay tuned for the next Breeze adventure!