Our cruise's first port of call was Key West... which was a really fun place to start. Though I'm sad to say now there's lots of news stories about this little place as the oil from BP begins to
wash up on its beautiful shoreline. They're coping
in their own way though...
Key West has a quaint downtown filled with historic museums, lots of bars and nightlife (if you remember the famous margaritaville got it's start in this little place), and tons of touristy beach-shops. We walked all through the downtown and then straight on out of town... by the end of the day, walking the majority of the island on foot... and probably putting a good 8 miles or so on our flip-flops. We walked south... right to the end of the island, where there are beautiful resorts and fishing docks like this one:
The water was clear and warm. We followed the others from our boat to the monument marking the tip of the Key West island as the
southernmost point in the continental United States. We also found there a memorial to the cuban lives lost as many have tried to make their way to their dreams of freedom and hope of a better life in the States. It was quite the paradox, to be in the place the locals call paradise, and so close to such extreme distress as demonstrated through the risk so many have taken to get to
American Soil.
Above: Mom and Dad at the buoy marking the southernmost point. Below, the house and museum of my most beloved author,
Ernest Hemingway. He lived in Key West for about a decade and wrote the majority of his books here surrounded by his infamous
cats...it's a beautiful house right in the center of the island.
We also dropped in on the
Mel Fisher Maritime Museum in the village as Dad and Brian were pretty interested in the pirates and the scuba finds...
The
Art and History museum also looked really interesting and had some amazing statues for tourists to admire and play with on display outside... may be worth checking out.
Overall, a great day... and deserves another visit someday.
The water was clear and warm. We followed the others from our boat to the monument marking the tip of the Key West island as the southernmost point in the continental United States. We also found there a memorial to the cuban lives lost as many have tried to make their way to their dreams of freedom and hope of a better life in the States. It was quite the paradox, to be in the place the locals call paradise, and so close to such extreme distress as demonstrated through the risk so many have taken to get to American Soil.
Above: Mom and Dad at the buoy marking the southernmost point. Below, the house and museum of my most beloved author, Ernest Hemingway. He lived in Key West for about a decade and wrote the majority of his books here surrounded by his infamous cats...it's a beautiful house right in the center of the island.
The Art and History museum also looked really interesting and had some amazing statues for tourists to admire and play with on display outside... may be worth checking out.
Overall, a great day... and deserves another visit someday.
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