Hubby whisked me away for a few days to a warmer climate. :)
We headed south to Florida.
We were greeted by some lovely flowers just outside the airport.
and palm trees...
A bit of clouds and some rain showers made for some fantastic cloud formations.
At the visitors center for the Florida Keys.
Through intermittent rain showers, our journey begins to the end of the Keys.
The first Key along the way.
a long ride on a two lane highway...
Little Keys along the way.
Here we are at our destination.
Our second story porch in Key West, we stayed at the Douglas House.
The view across the street.
around on the side porch...
Next door and below, the Sweet Teas Restaurant, we ended both of our evenings here, late.
Lots of bicycles and storm shutters.
The Southernmost Hotel on the continental US.
The southernmost home.
Further down is a close up of these gates.
Beach behind the southernmost hotel.
The Atlantic Ocean.
A look back at the southernmost house.
This wild looking cactus was right behind the flowering shrub in the last pic.
Scooters, bicycles, and motorcycles, the preferred methods of travel on the island.
We ate at the Old Mexican Cafe the first night here. I had sea scallops in a spicy hot sauce and rice and grilled vegetables. Even though it was spicy, I ate all of it, it was so good, but, my head was hot. ;)
Selling cigars across the street. Key West has a rich Cuban history.
We return to the front porch...
and side, to the left behind the palms are the steps up to the second floor.
Looking up the street.
out for lunch...
at La Te Da Restaurant.
I had a raspberry cosmopolitan. :) Just my color.
The old cigar factory.
Wild Roosters and hens inhabit the island. You can hear them crow day and night.
I never did find any of Hemingway's five toed cats, though.
and someone's pet parrot right behind it.
The entrance to Bahama Village.
Check out Father Neptune. Can you see the Rooster, too?
Strand, now... Walgreens.
Rooster and a chicken!
The bay side or the Gulf of Mexico.
The water was a little choppy with white caps, it was windy here.
I love this color of the water.
The famous Duval Street.
"Mr. Chapman" few have copied his style, but he is the original with boom box blasting disco songs.
I hope you enjoyed a bit of vacation from winter... I actually have more to post, but for next time. The best is yet to come. :)