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After
visiting the Salvador Dali Museum in St. Petersburg, Florida, we head south to
the "Keys".
It
was raining and overcast for much of our trip, therefore the pictures are not as
vivid as they would have been had it been a bright sunny day.
Near Naples, this
was what the beaches looked like, mile after mile.
| This is what
Sandy worried about for weeks prior to the trip.
Flying over the alligator
infested "Everglades". |
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| 95 miles of
following the bridges and "Keys". |
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In the
"Keys", everybody lives on the water.
| The local
tradition is to drink to the setting sun.
Are we to buck the local
tradition?
Not! |
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| If you are
going to drink, you also have to eat. |
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| Waiting for the
sun to set. |
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| As the marker
states, this is the southern most spot in the United States.
It is only 90 miles from
Cuba.
A few years ago we rode
our motorcycle to within 90 miles of Cuba (to
the northeast corner
of the Yucatan Peninsula, in Mexico),
I wonder if we will ever
make it to Cuba? |
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| When you visit
the "Key's", I do believe that it is mandatory to eat
"Key Lime" pie.
At least that was our
rationale. |
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| We rented two
high performance scooters to wreak havoc on Key West.
Tom and Julie's scooter
was Ducati Red and our was Ducati Yellow. |
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| At least it was
a safe color! |
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| Tourist are
crawling all over the island with cameras and videos. |
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| The few beaches
in Key West are pretty, and are not crowded. |
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| Being as we
were on a vacation, we also visited the local historical sites.
This was the fort which
protected the Keys during the 1700's and 1800's. |
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| As the sign
states, this was the birthplace of Pan American World Airways.
That was back when most of
the airlines consisted mainly of float planes. |
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| We also visited
the home of Ernest Hemingway.
He was away the day we
stopped by.
This is not the place to
visit if you are allergic to cats.
There were 60+ cats
roaming around. |
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| Mister
Hemingway's "Art Deco" style bathroom. |
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| The guest room.
No, we were not invited to
stay.
What's with the rope? |
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| The balconies,
which circled the house, reminded me of how homes are built in Hawaii
and Costa Rica. |
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| This is where Ernest
wrote many of his most famous books. |
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| Julie, scanning
the gardens of the home.
Note the light house
located across the street from the home.
It, most likely, would
have been hard to sleep with the bright blinking light rotating all
night long.
It was probably best that
we were not invited to stay overnight. |
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| The house. |
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| We found out
later, Ernest was out fishing. |
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The
house, from the garden.
Let's
get going.
You
know the game... press the next
button.
  
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