Passport Health Ft. Lauderdale Travel Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk in Fort Lauderdale, when most clinics are quieting down, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Passport Health’s travel clinic. A shadowy figure kept appearing near the entrance, never entering but always watching with an eerie smile. Curious, the delivery guy mentioned it to his neighbor who happened to be a part-time security guard. Together they watched as the shadowy figure vanished into thin air just before dawn. The next day, no one paid any mind—until someone saw the same figure outside another local clinic across town.

2. At dawn in Fort Lauderdale, while most people were still dreaming, a strange humming sound began drifting from the clinic's air conditioning unit. It grew louder with each passing hour until it resembled an impromptu concert of buzzing insects. Finally, around noon, one brave soul—a delivery driver—opened the door just enough to peer inside. The humming stopped instantly, replaced by polite whispers. Turns out, it was only the AC trying to say hello. Since then, locals joke that Passport Health’s secret is actually good vibes, not vaccines.

3. At nightfall in Fort Lauderdale, as nurses were locking up for the day, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the clinic and began unloading boxes with unusual speed. As he rushed inside, one nurse whispered to another, ‘What on earth is he doing here so late?’ The delivery driver quickly placed the last box on the counter, muttered something about ‘missing the deadline,’ and scurried out just as another van pulled up. Turned out it was his own van, and he’d forgotten his lunch there earlier. Everyone laughed, including the neighbor who’d called 911 out of curiosity.

4. At sunset in Fort Lauderdale, while doctors were packing their bags, an unusual scent wafted through the air—something between fresh coffee and tropical flowers. A curious nurse followed her nose into the empty hallway, only to discover it came from a mysterious vending machine no one remembered installing. She opened the door cautiously—it was filled with tiny bottles of exotic elixirs, each labeled in foreign languages. Curious, she picked up one marked ‘Elixir de Bon Voyage’ and took a sip. Suddenly, everyone in the clinic started humming along to old reggae tunes, and the next morning, every patient had received a free souvenir—a colorful postcard reading: “Welcome home! Visit us again!”