The South Pacific Motel on Biscayne Boulevard. Photo: Robin Hill.

Speak up!

Since the birth of twin daughters, Tony and Ana have no time for their legendary bedroom romps (Back in college, Ana used to blister my ears with testimonies of Tony’s dexterity).

Anyway, Tony called his wife for an all-nighter at an Ali Baba-esque motel on Biscayne Boulevard, but Ana wasn’t impressed. “We can afford The Delano!,” she shrieked.

Yes, they can, but I thought it was a sexy twist to the typical, monotonous, married couple interlude.

Think Tony should have coughed up a couple hundred for a one-nighter at The Delano?

Should booty call locales reflect one’s financial status? Share your thoughts!