Being on vacation with Mr. Astor is similar to being on a roller coaster; there are wild curves and frightening swoops where we hold our hands in the air and scream. We met these Miami boys in Twist's bungalow bar and have followed the usual formula: wake up, go to gym, go shopping, take a nap, and then to happy hour. The weather is unusually hot and makes any activity a chore. No one has a good feeling about hurricane season as it has been five years since the tropics punished us for living here; time will tell, but the party goes on.