My First Gecko
Oct. 5th, 2003 09:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squirmeliaA few weeks ago, I was sent on a business trip to Miami Lakes. Most of my time seemed to be spent inside a windowless office watching Brazilian and Mexican TV programmes, eating bagels, but thinking about the palm trees outside. They were beautiful, I tell you.
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I passed a number of signs that said "Okeechobee". It's a word that I just couldn't help saying over and over again after reading it. Okeechobee Okeechobee Okeechobee.
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I stepped off South Beach and into the sea, drifting next to a bird that didn't look real, a big bird that I thought might be remote controlled. Large beak, large wingspan, strange colour, definitely not a seagull, but maybe a pelican? I didn't notice I had gone so far while being pulled along by the waves until I turned and the lifeguard's tower was some distance away and now on my right. My work colleague who was sitting on the sand had disappeared from sight. Earlier I had sat there, next to him, my legs coated in a layer of crushed shell stuck to suncream. It was a cloudy day though, windy. The palm trees flickered.
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I gazed at art deco, sipped Pepsi Blue, ate Argentinian ice-cream - "spring", "dolce de leche", "sanbanya". Very tasty.
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It was the evening and the warmth of the outdoors made me feel snug as geckos darted across the path every time I took a footstep.
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I passed a number of signs that said "Okeechobee". It's a word that I just couldn't help saying over and over again after reading it. Okeechobee Okeechobee Okeechobee.
--
I stepped off South Beach and into the sea, drifting next to a bird that didn't look real, a big bird that I thought might be remote controlled. Large beak, large wingspan, strange colour, definitely not a seagull, but maybe a pelican? I didn't notice I had gone so far while being pulled along by the waves until I turned and the lifeguard's tower was some distance away and now on my right. My work colleague who was sitting on the sand had disappeared from sight. Earlier I had sat there, next to him, my legs coated in a layer of crushed shell stuck to suncream. It was a cloudy day though, windy. The palm trees flickered.
--
I gazed at art deco, sipped Pepsi Blue, ate Argentinian ice-cream - "spring", "dolce de leche", "sanbanya". Very tasty.
--
It was the evening and the warmth of the outdoors made me feel snug as geckos darted across the path every time I took a footstep.
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