I figured that as part of seeing the entire 49-state expanse of the U.S., I shouldn't pass-up a chance to go to Key West.  Tubby tried to discourage the idea given the 160 mile detour (each way) from Miami along the Florida Keys, but I was not deterred. 

Some signs are just in friendly places, others involve hopping more traffic than I'm prepared for.	One of the Kapok trees, a lofty thing of up to 130 feet and known for his long, horizontal branches.	The is the southern-most shore of the southernmost point of the [continental] U.S.
In the city proud of its conch shells, I would be fowl had I not been photographed upon one.	Ernest Hemingway's home (not his only one, but he did spend a number of years in this ol' Key.)	As cited in several places, Key West claims to be home of sunsets. See? We must be home.