En route we skirted through South Beach and once again dipped our toes in the ocean at Miami Beach. I certainly noticed many wonderful Art Deco buildings in lovely pastel shades of lemon, pink, green and orange..too cool. Would that we would have more colour in our architecture!
There is something so soothing about being near the ocean, that steady elemental rhythm of the waves and gentle wash of seawater. Sigh. Me thinks I need to retire by the ocean ...if and when I have a career to retire from.
We stayed in Tavernier, kind of a midpoint in the Keys at the Atlantic Bay resort which was wonderful. We were in the tropical suite and below it is the view down to the beach from our little patio - it was lovely having breakfast out there and sipping coffee...being on Keys time.
Sunsets were gorgeous - especially enjoyed with a nice crisp glass of Pinot Grigio.
Our last full day in the Keys meant an excursion to Key West - a couple of hours drive over the many bridges - including the famous Seven Mile as seen in "True Lies". We were wondering if they closed down the bridge entirely to traffic or used the magic of CGI.
Some examples of Key West building styles:
After getting oriented it was time for lunch and we had found a place on the internet called the "Sugar Apple" - a tiny cafe attached to a health food store..here's what we ate and it was scrumptious. Plus, filled with local characters - what more could you ask for?
The balcony outside the Hemingway's master bedroom (at that time wife number two Pauline - whose uncle bought the place for them). He installed a walkway - which is no longer there - so he could walk from his bedroom to his writing studio in the morning, work from around 6 til noon then go off and do manly things like fishing and hunting etc.
Apparently we also enjoyed frequenting the bar Sloppy Joe's after his manly afternoon outings. I think that may be where they have an annual Hemingway Look a Like contest. It's still pretty amazing to think of all he accomplished in spite of his affliction. I guess it helped him to have projects and to keep busy.
Oh, and here are a few of the many cats...named for celebrities or his friends. I met one handsome black fellow named Gary Cooper and come to think of it he was kind of lanky and laconic like that famous actor.
Leaving the home we wandered around the town and came across a bed race on Duval Street - that's usually where all the action happens.
Also we noted the chickens wandering around everywhere. Apparently they were brought from Cuba about a hundred years ago and are protected! So chickens and Hemingway's cats have it pretty good here..