Not My Layover

“Hi family, we have a layover in Miami from 2:00 p.m. 12/24/16 until 10:00 a.m. 12/25/16. How far are you from this hotel?” This is the message four of my cousins and myself, who live in Florida, received on December 18, 2016 in a group text message.

“How convenient! Always letting someone know on such short notice. Oh and holiday weekend too? We don’t work! We have no lives! No one travels to Miami during Christmas. Oh yeah – we will be there with bells on! It’s a hop, skip and a jump away! See ya! Duces!” Is what I replied in the group message because I knew I had to work an eight to ten hour shift on the 24th of December. I would be extremely tired and in no way was I going to take an hours drive south for such a short visit. And it’s not my layover! Guess what? After much consideration, I made the sacrifice; took the ride south and I was so glad I did.

Seeing my cousin, Monique, again after almost twenty years gave me so much joy. After all the “happy to see you” hugs and kisses, we wanted  to go get something to eat. She found a Cuban restaurant down the street from the hotel they were staying at. After arriving at the Cuban restaurant there was a Honduran restaurant next door so we decided to eat there.  Patio Tipico Restaurant is the name of this hidden gem. The food was great and they made us feel right at home.

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We danced, ate, drank margaritas and enjoyed each other’s company in this comfy, cozy environment. I will go back because they treated us with respect. They didn’t speak much English but we communicated very well. If you have a layover or happen to be in Miami go check out Patio Tipico Restaurant, it truly is a hidden gem and the staff will make you feel like you’re at home.

Our waitress
Me and Monique
La Familia

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