You know what really grinds my gears? Trying to save money by wasting my time in the process. I landed at FLL for a one night stopover on my Rum Rum Tour. (Ironically, to get to the Caribbean, I had to leave the Caribbean.) Instead of taking the FLL train (see The Tri Rail: The Best Deal in Miami/Fort Lauderdale), I opted for instinct. And by instinct I mean Uber Pool. Based on my bad NY Uber Pool experiences, you’d think me stupid for trying to save a buck on the tread of others. I’m starting to agree, but this time I thought it would be different. FLL has a specific pool just for the airport, which led me to assume that drivers wouldn’t be so angry about pool rides and might even pick me up, as is their job!