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One Day in Miami


Wow…  This here is my 200th post…  Crazy.

Anywho, the day after our little photo shoot of the Miami skyline, James took some time away from pimping his clients’ twitter feeds to show me around a little park not too far from his apartment…  We strolled around for a bit and enjoyed the sunshine and the beach, and like, being in Miami in December and shit.  Have a look….

And with that it was off to the airport… Wasn’t too long of a trip, but it was an awfully fun way to to spend a day, and it was good to catch up with my friends before I took off, and to grab Elite Platinum Status to boot…

Come back soon.  I leave on Sunday for a week in Retford, Engalnd.  Probably wont’ be a particularly fun or scenic trip.  Probably won’t have much to tell, or much time to tell it, but I’ll be around….

Don’t be a stranger.

-B. Littleton

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One Night in Miami


Well, It’s been a hectic month or so.  I spent two weeks packing up as much of my life as would fit in 3 suitcases and relocating it to Bergheim, Germany.  The following two weeks were spent unpacking those three suitcases and assembling an ungodly amount of cheap Ikea furniture, not to mention doing my best to get bank accounts, cell phones, the internet, and the like (quite the undertaking for a monolingual ignorant American).

So yes, even though I’m officially an expat these days, I have no new shit from Germany to show you just yet.  Rather, I’ll be showing you around Miami, which given the Germans’ fascination with the place, isn’t too inappropriate anyway.

A couple weeks ago, not too long before I headed off to Germany, I started poking around my United frequent flier account and came upon a rather unsettling bit of information.  Including my year-end flight to Frankfurt, I was set to end the year with right about 73,000 ‘elite qualifying miles,’ a mere 2,000 miles from the next tier on United’s Ryan Bingham ladder.  75,000 EQM’s would mean Elite Platinum status, along with the free luggage and first class upgrades that come with it, for all of 2013.  So, I needed a couple thousand miles…

Talked it over with my boss, and there wasn’t anywhere that needed attention for work, so I was left to my own devices.  I looked around and found a pretty cheap flight to Fort Lauderdale, Florida, which more than satisfied my mileage requirements, and much more importantly, my homies James and Kristin (the same James and Kristin from the Punta Del Este posts) now live in Miami…

So, I took a day off work and headed out for a 22-hour visit to Florida.  The first night we grabbed a beer or two and James and Kristin were kind enough to placate my desire to grab some pictures of the Miami skyline.  We headed to a couple of scenic little spots, set up the tripod and the aforementioned intervalometer, and here’s what we saw…..

Coming soon, we poke around the beach and kill some time before my abbreviated little trip comes to its end…

Don’t be a stranger.

-B. Littleton

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Viva Punta Del Este – Part 4


Alright everybody, here’s the last batch of pictures from  my March, 2011 trip to South America.  I cashed in 110,000 frequent flier miles and spent a couple weeks with James and Kristin, my expat homies from college.  They were living in Buenos Ares at the time, and for a few days we all took a boat over to Punta del Este, Uruguay for some like, vacation and beach time and shit.  (By the way, they have since started their own social media company, which I will shamelessly plug here).

It was a pretty bad ass weekend…  And today is the fourth and final installment from this little resort town…  As always, click on the images to see the full-sized picture, and to get to the carousel gallery thingy…  Enjoy.

That’s all she wrote from Uruguay…  Come back soon for one last batch of pictures and mouthing off from Doncaster…

Don’t be a stranger.

-B. Littleton

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