Sunday evening we drove down to Hollywood Beach, where we hadn't been for a while. The not-yet-opened Margaritaville resort loomed over A1A, a combination hotel and parking garage. Finding a parking space on one of the side streets, we paid $6 for three hours. I was glad we were just planning to stroll the Broadwalk and eat dinner somewhere, not spend an entire day at the beach.
Some people claim that there's a city to blame, but I think - deh deh deh deh deh deh - it's Margaritavile's fault.
