Key West, Party Central

Boy, what a place. Starting at the beginning we have a tourist choo-choo, one of many modes of transportation, including scooters and smart cars. Next up is Ed standing in a typical souvenier shop. Just a tad touristy, no? Third is Ed standing next to the topless beach sign. Turns out there was a small strip of beach devoted to those females who don't want tan lines. And guess what? Our room was right above it. What joy for Ed. Until he saw some of the women.... I will say no more. Next photo is of a wild iguana that walked right in front of us on the dock and then jumped into the water. I didn't think they liked the water, but I guess they do (or maybe this one just didn't like us). The next shot is my favorite of the whole trip. Here Ed does his best Ricky Ricardo impersonation on the conga. Babaloooooooo!!! Following that, a rooster joins in with his own babaloo. Actually, there are chickens all over Key West. They are the docile descendants of fighting chickens and are legally protected. Next photo is of a (quite amusing) band playing at Sloppy Joe's Saloon, which has been there forever and was supposedly a haunt of Hemingway's. An example of the band's wit: turning the Beatles "Yesterday" into "Leprosy" ... Leprosy, my arms and legs are falling off of me.... I'm just half the man I used to be....... Ha, ha, it fills me with mirth. But I digress. Moving on we have a shot of the buoy at the southernmost point in the continental U.S. And finally, a shot from our room of a storm brewing. All in all, a wonderful time! Except for the heat, and the humidty, and the crowds, and the pricey hotel....... Nah, just kidding. We had fun and got to see it while it's still above water!