There is a certain kind of flash that plays well both in Italy and in Miami. The cultures loosely mimic each other in many ways, with emphasis on late nights, sun-filled days and a thirst for life that often feels unslakeable.
So when I think of dayboating in Miami - all the rage, particularly of late, as the Magic City floods with new money eager to hit the sandbars of Biscayne Bay and the brunch hotspots along the Miami River - I tend to think of Italian T-Tops.
