So...one afternoon we're sitting at the bar at La Te Da...drinking, pretending like we aren't tourists and watching all of the "real" tourists...when this woman walks in with her little Yorkie in her arms. The bartender raised his eyebrows. She pipes in that the dog is allowed because he is a "service dog". She motioned over to her husband...mid 60's/pretty good physical shape/apparently tiny balls...who was stepping off of a moped. She loudly said that the dog brought her husband comfort. So a "comfort Yorkie", I guess. As soon as they left, someone piped in and said,
"Now, if that Yorkie had been a GERBIL, I'd believe that it actually provided some sort of comfort!"
OMG...I laughed and laughed and laughed!
The Main Main was coveting the shorts...so we were off to a little men's shop called Assortment Inc. on Fleming to buy him a pair. But first, we stopped into a little antiques shop called
Duck and Dolphin that had all kinds of cool treasure.
Telling secrets at the Conch Republic Seafood Company...drinks were great...conch fritters...not so much. But, I'm not one to judge. I've tried to make them and it was an abysmal attempt.
Kermit's Key West Key Lime Pie Shoppe...actually really, really good! And this guy was really standing outside waving pies around.
The website says that it's one of the most luxurious hotels in Key West...I'm not sure if I believe that...the gardens are a little disheveled...and we weren't supposed to be running around in them since we weren't guests...but I break rules like that.
So...we're packing for our trip home...I'm going thru all of the drawers making sure that we don't forget anything...and I find this! On the last damn day!!
I read this throughout the traveling debacle...I highly recommend it. Kept me distracted from all of the bullshit.