It's really rough, but sometimes very interesting. For example... A homeless Iraq war veteran keeps threatening me with bodily violence, because I don't down bottles of vodka every day like him (I'm a Nazarite (from Numbers 6:3 in the Bible)), and I don't like his talk of committing violence against those he doesn't like. I met a nice girl who travelled down from the Rainbow Gathering, let her stay at my site till she felt safe enough to travel on, but later heard that someone tried to get touchy with her against her will, and that she went to homeless services to get into a shelter (that's probably the thing I hate most about some of the people I've met in South Beach... their propensity to touch others without their consent). Urban Beach Weekend just ended... I'm white, and even though I have dozens of black friends, the mayhem and hostility of thousands of ghetto dwellers was too much, even for me (and for the police apparently, judging by the 700 or 800 police officers on hand to keep order). Don't try pan-handling here... the police don't seem to care, but the tourists will get enraged... they're here to live out a fantasy, and seeing poor, hungry folks doesn't fit into their image of what a fantasy is. I've been called racial names... "cracker", a "wet dog", and other hateful things,... for no reason at all, just walking down the street, trying to find the dollar store so I can use my last dollar to buy a loaf of bread to have something to eat for the day. (There's something really strange in the water down here, because these white and black folks hate each other something fierce, and don't hesitate to say it and show it, so watch out.) The bugs are super vicious here... sand fleas, ticks, fire ants, bed bugs, wasps, all kinds of mean, parasitical, and biting things, and I don't like it one bit. But besides that, I am having fun sleeping on the beach and hearing the sound of the waves crashing me to sleep every night. If there are any other Hip Forum visitors here in Miami/South Beach, let's chat.