Friday, June 24, 2011

Miami Beach

My friend Jacque and I went to Miami yesterday. She was in search of a good industrial sewing machine. After spending some time researching Orlando sewing machines suppliers  and testing what was available here everything pointed to the Miami Industrial Sewing & Supply Corp. as the place with the best selection and the most knowledgeable staff able to point her in the right direction and provide her with the industrial sewing machine that is capable of fulfilling to her needs.
We left Orlando around 4am, and the drive south went smooth and on time, arriving at the store just a few minutes before their opening.

After meeting the owner, a 74 years young Mr Itzhak Erez, Jacque was trusted in the hands of the head mechanic Mr Viktoras Sickus who introduced her to the new SEIKO Model STH-8BLD-3. Both of us gave it a try and machine stitched flawlessly through the thick layers of fabric and leather Jacque brought as her sample, with a powerful motor purring its tune. Mr Viktoras explained everything needed to know about maintenance and everything else she needed to know about this powerful working horse.




We decided to do some sight seeing while we were there, and after getting detailed directions from Mr Itzhak we headed to Miami Beach. He warned us about the absolute possibility of earning a sunburn and after Jacque assured him that she has sunscreen on hand we left the store.




We parked at the garage on 17th street, and headed out for a stroll along the Ocean Drive. The sun was relentless, and without the sunscreen we would be burned like lobsters.



There weren't many people around, just some here and there headed for the beach.
We stopped in front of the impressive Mediterranean Versace's Villa. It's hard to believe that he was killed right there on these steps in broad daylight. Quite a sad story.



Making the decision where to stop for lunch was hard. So many choices and so many hustling hostesses  trying to motivate you to eat at their place. Finally we opted for the Kitchen. We sat on the terrace, and cooled off under fans and cold mist  coolers. The food was OK, and after all the attention they give us to get us in, after serving us with meal they quite forgot about us. I guess all the effort is just to get you in, and later you're on your own. Jacque had a Cuban sandwich, and I had a Chicken Pesto sandwich.
After lunch we looked at the beach and the plentiful amount of sun umbrellas dotted on the sand. There was quite a bit of sunbathers, at the hottest time of the day.
Even if we had time for the beach we felt it wouldn't be a good idea.

This was my third visit to Miami Beach and the place doesn't cease to amaze me with it's gorgeous Art Deco architecture. So many details to look at. There were many buildings under renovation and that is a welcome sight to see, knowing that they're trying to preserve what they have.

I tried to imagine how the place looked almost a century ago at its prime.
I wish I could have seen it at that time.

 
 
 
 

Time passed quite quickly and we had to head back to the store and pick up the machine before they closed for the day. 
Mr Victoras was ready for us and with the help of Ramon and Cesar loaded the machine quite quickly in the car. Mr Itzhak posed for a photo with Jacque and after giving us hugs and kisses we're set for return.