On how Miami is not somewhere Gina seems to fit…

Oh Miami. How do I even begin to describe your ridiculousness?

I guess I can begin by talking about how pretty it is because it really is quite beautiful in a quasi-San Diego kind of way. They both have that tropical vibe with lots of palm trees and high rises near the water. In that way, I really enjoyed Miami and could imagine myself surviving a year there based solely on how close I would be to the ocean and a real beach.

Alas, that is not all there is to Miami though. Two years ago, I went to the INS conference in Portland. Immediately upon landing, and the entire time I was there, I felt like I had found my secret hometown. It just felt like a city I should live in at some point, possibly forever. Now Miami is basically the antithesis of Portland. So, if both of those things are true, that Portland is my secret hometown and that Miami is the antithesis of Portland, does that not mean that Miami is the antithesis of my secret hometown? I am sure that is a logical fallacy of some sort, but is kind of the best way I could describe it. I think Miami would be fun, and I could definitely do it for a year, but I don’t think I would ever really feel at home there.