Date Location: JW Marriott – Miami, FL
Location Review: 4.0 Stars – It’s a classic, swanky hotel bar. Did smell REALLY good though
Date Duration: 4 hours
The moment I checked into my hotel room I was pissed I had no one to share it with because holy shit, it was a sexy ass room. Balcony, waterfall shower, giant tub, the works. I’m not saying I was looking to fuck but like if the vibe was right I could have been swayed.
I did want to see wtf people were like in Florida so I fired up ye olde Tinder and got swiping. Fairly early into the trip, I found Alec. He didn’t have much on his bio but he was cute and knew how to keep conversation moving. Within a few messages he asked if we could meet at my hotel’s bar that night. IT’S HAPPENING.
As we got closer to when I had to meet him, I began to panic. This was Florida. There is a reason why “Florida Man” is a thing. Also, I don’t know what it is about Miami but every building looks like a murder took place in it. As far as I was concerned, I was going to die that night.
Alec messaged me saying he was there so my ass hustled down from my room that was on the complete other side of the resort. I opened the bar door and saw him look up. He looked like his pics. We were fine.
We sat down on one of the couches and got to chatting. As it turns out, he wasn’t from Florida at all. He was from Denver and needed a break from work so he was traveling down the coast going snorkeling and just doing whatever he damn well pleased.
Talking to him was so easy. I don’t know if it was because I pregamed or because we weren’t ever going to see each other again but, we had a genuinely nice time. I can’t speak for him but, it was probably the most honest I’ve really been on a first date. I even told him about this shit. (Alec, if you’re reading this, what’s good?)
He said he didn’t really use the apps or date much which I found interesting. He said he’d just meet people out at the grocery store and shit so he never had to use them…K. Maybe he had a gf back home, we’ll never know. Also apparently everyone in Denver wants to get married so I guess I’m living on the wrong side of the country.
We had shut the bar down and I had to work the next morning so it was time to call it a night. I walked him to the hotel door and I was ready. I was going to at least have a sexy make-out. Instead, we hugged and he went on his way into the Miami moonlight.