The next week consisted of eating pickle sandwiches to save money and walking aimlessly around Ft Lauderdale for hours and hours at a time, before realizing that we would accomplish NOTHING without a vehicle.  So, off we went to rent a car, unaware that on the next leg of our journey Matt would lose his bank card, two rental cars would break down on us and we would get kicked out of a motel (we'll tell you that story another time.)  The long and short of it all, is that we basically got our asses kicked all the way to the Florida Keys.  

And thank heavens for that.