Saturday, April 14, 2012

Leaving for the Neurotic North

It would be easy to take for granted these common tropical sights: bougainvillea burgeoning above Burning Love; a yellow Geiger tree in full bloom; silver palms. But I don't. They become more precious because I'm getting ready to leave. Leave for the north, where children on bikes and scooters wear helmets. It's rare to see anyone with a helmet in South Beach, which may not be the best thing, but here kids fly, unencumbered.

As I strolled around South Beach today, I thought that the culture of the northeast is neurotic: we worry more. It's not easy to relax when spring is cool, when it might snow in March, when we shiver in April, and when a cold wind smelling of winter sails in in August.

Yet I like it up there in Neurotic Land--the edginess, the energy, those fraught moments and sleepless nights. No! Not the sleepless nights.


  1. Have a brilliant holiday. If it's holiday why you're going.

    Greetings from London.

  2. yes, to worry many times saves. things start to blossom here as well. please have a good new week ahead.

  3. Cuban and Robert:
    Warm regards from South Beach as I'm getting reading to leave for the summer.