In order to visit Key West, one must traverse
the lengthy Florida Keys. Despite it being 160 miles, and Tubby being
wholly against the nearly full-day detour, we went anyway. We As we voyaged
further west, the numerous cheerleader-run car washes along the way apparently
erased whatever doubts he still held in his mind.
Key Largo... the home of most of the aforementioned
car-washing cheerleader types.
Soon after, we were well within the keys.
Even power poles has their own concrete islands.
A look back at the first of what would
be miles of really blue water.
The almost accurately named 7 Mile Bridge (it's actually
6.9 miles by my count).
My favorite of all of the keys. (And, if you say
it fast, it seems to describe me perfectly!)
I had a hard time adjusting to seeing water this clear
(and clean?). Not like at home, nope.