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Norwegian Dawn: New York to Nassau
Day 1: Departure from New York
Day 2: At Sea
Day 3: Port Canaveral, FL
Day 4: Miami, FL
Day 5: Nassau, Bahamas
Day 6: Great Stirrup Cay, Bahamas
Day 7: At Sea
Day 8: Disembarkation in New York
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Day 4: Wednesday, Miami, FL
Miami, FLDAILY DISPATCH (Noon, Wednesday, December 10)
LOCATION: 25°47'N, 80°11'W: Docked at Port of Miami
TEMPERATURE: 72° (RAIN)
PERCENTAGE OF POOL CHAISES OCCUPIED: 0%

After a somewhat lumpy overnight passage we entered the Port of Miami at about 8:00 AM, scheduled to dock at nine. The port, itself, was eerie; a ghost harbor. Since we were arriving midweek, the usual hustle and bustle and the conga line of arriving or departing ships we all associate with this busy port was absent. We were the only ship in port, passing one empty pier after another.

As we approached our dock I began to notice a gradual increase in clouds, and the first hints of misty drizzle on my face.

I had planned to use my time in Miami to visit some of my favorite haunts along South Beach's 12-block Lincoln Road Mall. This is the spot to go if you are looking for hip boutiques and trendy restaurants, al fresco dining along the central court, affording you some of the best people watching in South Florida. I looked forward to a tasty lunch at one of my favorite haunts and a chance to finish up my holiday shopping.

The ship offered shuttle buses to South Beach and the mall at $15.00 per person/round trip. Since a taxi ride runs about $17.00 each way, you just about break even with two to a taxi and save money with three or four. Plus you get the flexibility of operating on your own schedule.

I chose to take a taxi in to the beginning of the mall. At the time I snagged the cab it had begun to drizzle a little more heavily. I toyed with the idea of heading back to the ship for my umbrella, but, hey, I'd lucked out on the weather thus far...

...that's when it started to come down in a deluge, a tropical downpour that overwhelmed my cabby's single working windshield wiper (fortunately on the driver's side), but by now I was halfway to South Beach. Once I arrived I tried ducking in and out of a few shops, but just the cracks between adjacent awnings was enough to soak me. I waited for a while under an awning, watching optimistic waiters set tables under the big, shade umbrellas in the central area, but I had yet to see a single customer show up (see photo above).

After waiting a while it became apparent that this was no passing shower, and, being soaked to the bone, I decided, as far as shopping went, to throw in the towel -- or I would have if I had had a towel. So I slogged my way to one of my favorite Lincoln Mall restaurants, Yuca, famed as the bastion of South Florida's nuevo Latino cuisine. Yuca features, surprisingly enough, recipes built around the yuca, a starchy, root vegetable. I enjoyed a delicious black bean soup and a churrasco salad Cubano, with strips of skirt steak in a chili garlic mojo on Caribbean greens and watercress, steamed yuca and avocado. Appetizers at Yuca run between $9.00 and $14.00, and entrées are offered between $13.00 and $17.00.

Since I was satiated and finally dry it was time to go get a taxi back to the ship -- which was the cue for the skies to open up yet again and totally douse me. I arrived back at the ship a good deal wetter than I've returned from a number of scuba dives.

After a stop to change clothes in my cabin I made my way to the Java Cafe at the base of the Atrium on Deck 7, to warm up with a hot cafe latte and pastry.

At 7:30 I made my way to Teppanyaki, the Benihana-like portion of the Asian restaurant complex on Deck 7. I thought they did a great job with it, and seemed to me one of the best incarnations of the "Freestyle Cruising" concept, since it exemplified, all at the same time, the flexibility of choosing one's own dining schedule, and a medium to meet and enjoy the company of one's fellow passengers without being assigned tablemates to dine with for a week. All that and the food was great (as was the performance of the teppanyaki chef).

After dinner I wended my way to the Stardust Theater for Jean Ann Ryan's second offering, a revue based on the life work of Andrew Lloyd Webber. Though the performances were terrific, I have to wonder if the best they could do with Norwegian Dawn's state-of-the-art stage was one simple backdrop, a turntable, and the occasional puff of stage smoke. Also, and I haven't commented on this till now, the Stardust, a three deck, steeply raked theater inspired by turn of the century opera houses, though excellent in sightlines and acoustics, has absolutely no provisions for accommodating drinks. No shelves, no tables, not even any armrest drinkholders. Yet they do send cocktail servers through the house. Very strange.

After the show I returned to my cabin, with a tickle in my nose and throat, and a subconscious dread that my hours of being drenched in South Beach may be having their toll.

Well, tomorrow I'll be able to kick back on the beach at NCL's private island and bake it out of me.
Day 3: Port Canaveral, FL red arrow Day 5: Nassau, Bahamas

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