When you live in the Keys, getting off "the rock" and going to the mainland (usually Miami or Fort Lauderdale) is a big deal. You make your list of places you need (or think you need) to go. You bring the cooler to load up on cheaper food prices.
When I came to Cheyenne, getting to go to Denver became my "Miami".
Now that I'm in Torrington, Cheyenne has ironically become my "Miami".
It's all relative.
One day I'm going to live in a hut on the beach in like, Nicaragua. I'm not sure where my "Miami" will be then. I'll keep ya posted.
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Cheyenne is your "Tad Hamilton"
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