Bimini Bay Experience
Fifty nautical miles east of South Beach’s art deco decadence, a seven-mile strip of land moonlights as Miami’s Bahamian playground. Want to spend a Sunday scarfing down fresh conch fritters and drinking fruity cocktails topped with paper umbrellas? Then split the cost of gas on your rich friend’s boat and leave the country for a few hours. Bimini at Bahamas is closer than Key West and cheaper than a couple of piña coladas at Mangos. In the ’30s, Ernest Hemingway lived on North Bimini while writing To Have and Have Not. If he were alive today, he’d probably buy his bait and tackle at Fisherman’s Village, a marketplace adjacent to the 5-year-old Bimini Bay Resort, and hit the deep blue in search of 500-pound marlins. He’d get drunk at a swim-up bar, hop on a golf cart, and cruise the island for Bahamian hotties. Then he’d jump on his boat, Pilar, and motor back to Miami just in time for a Heat game. Isn’t South Florida great?