And with this above quote, I will take the importunity to meander.
While my posts might seem spontaneous, I am constantly researching and fact-checking, even such common place phrases as the one above.
And when I do, sometimes I find interesting things. Like today, a random Google search found, Michaelann Land, an interesting diversion to say the least.
Back to Key West
Like so often, I had packed as if I was on a 6 month sabbatical as opposed to the mad dash that we were in the midst of.
We had our yoga mats, juggling stuff, hula hoops, swim-goggles, beach towels and on and on. Most important, I had attached our bike rack with our three bikes upon it and we had yet to take them down, much less use them.
In my fantasy vacation, we would take regular bike rides, getting a bit of exercise and getting to know the lay of the land.
I was bound and determined to use the bikes at least once on our trip. As fate would have it, my wheels needed some air and the really good pump that I had lugged with us from L.A. decided to die this morning. How does a bike pump brake anyway?
There was enough air in the tires to go for a leisure ride so off we headed of to Pepe's for breakfast. It felt like we were running behind, even while in a laid back town like Key West.
We had a "real" breakfast, meaning not over-the-top extravagant or laced with libations and not costing an arm and a leg.
The vibe and atmosphere was good and old school Key West.
It wasn't anything like even the smallest of farmer's markets I'd come across.
The "organic" veggies and stuff were brought in from sources in Miami, which had been outsourced before that. The only "local" product was sea sponges and sea salt, from Florida Keys Sea Salt.
Being a salt connoisseur, I purchased a few of there salts and listened intently as they described the process of getting the salt to its table-ready state. I left with Summer Solstice batch, a trace mineral batch and a buttonwood smoked variety.
The water was choppy the beaches not pretty compared to what we'd seen and would be seeing in South Beach and the water not warm enough to be inviting.
It's crazy how quickly one gets spoiled.
A week before I was dying to see any stretch of water, now I was berating Key West's beaches.
We did find a wonderful garden with sculptures and shade and quiet.
This time we needed a break and wanted to see the water and sun and were willing to suffer the crowds.
I had been to the Southernmost point in the US before when there was no one there. Today however there was actually a line to take pictures.
That was something we could skip.
It was getting to be a pain locking them up every five minutes.
Our hotel was really walking distance to just about everything.
We headed back to the Hemingway house, which as I remembered was overly touristy and much about the famed 6-toe Hemingway cat.
Skye took lots of pictures of them, but couldn't find one with 6 toes...
I found another "local" food item.
I was surprised by how little "water" there was in such a big container.
Skye had yet to be part of that great Key West tradition. And as I posted on fb ....Minutes away from another brilliant sunset at Mallory Square, yes it's touristy, but there are fun street performers and mother nature puts on a pretty good show as well
I am not a "photo" kind of person, and have for better or for worse often relied on my eyes to take in an experience as opposed to trying to capture its essence in a momentary picture.
It also has been wonderful to see another viewpoint, quite literally.