Bad, blogger, bad!

My original idea for blogging was to write each week. Well, that just didn’t happen.  I was lucky enough to tag along with Mr. C to Key West for a business trip. He worked. I ate. He had face time with clients, I had face time with a few books. Happy days… For me, at least. Actually, Mr. C enjoys his job and the people he gets to know along the way. Having meetings with the ocean on your right and palm trees on your left, doesn’t hurt either.

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Key West – first time there – was a surprise for me. I was under the assumption, based on its popularity as a vibrant, wild & crazy tourist town, that it would look like a Disney inspired Mardi Gras party place with floats and beads and feathers everywhere; maybe with some choreographed dancing breaking out in the streets (that would be my kind of town!). No so much. It was even better. Key West is a REAL place.

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There were dressed up houses and t shirt shops; but there were places like this (it’s for sale, hon!) and roosters crossing the street. If I were clever I would insert a why did the chicken cross the road joke here… It truly is a unique spot. Hope to go back again. When I do, I’d like to see what the Garden of Eden is like…a clothing optional club. Do you think people ever sit on the bar stools there??? Ew.

Back to food, glorious food. I was spoiled enough to eat out every meal. Wonderful breakfasts of omelets and eggs benedict; fresh guacamole and flat bread for lunch; and of course everything Key Lime I could get my hands on. Martinis, pie and ice cream. It was all divine – but everything  is better in the Keys…even rainy days.

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Signing off. Samson the giant dog is playing his ‘in-out’ game. Wants to go outside, only stare at the door wanting to come back in.

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