• Day 49: Drive to Key West

    November 21 in the United States ⋅ 🌙 22 °C

    Having read the book "Last Train to Paradise", and been utterly fascinated by the the building of the extension of the Florida East Coast Railroad to Key West, and after 3 visits to Florida to stay with Milt Deno and never having gone, I've always hankered after seeing the Florida Keys.

    "Proceed to Key West", said a distraught Henry Flagler when his engineers asked him what to do after a destructive hurricane. So today, we're taking the 1½-hr drive down to the 'end of the line', although we'll probably take longer than that to get there. Rosie has made chicken sandwiches for an en-route lunch, although there are about 100 cafes, bars and such on the way. But the sandwiches are delicious, we've saved money, and our inheritance beneficiaries will benefit. So, win-win.

    I've made no plans re accommodation... it's too hard to make last-minute plans, and the prices--even for Key West at this 'slightly shoulder' time of the year--are excessive. So I decide to play it by ear and as we swing off the Spanish Harbor Channel Bridge onto Big Pine Key, I pull into a non-descript, paint-flaking Key West Visitor Centre (there are several on and around Key West).

    We go in and find British/American 'Penny' (from Yorkshire) behind the counter. With an iPod in one ear, she swings into action and finding her is the best thing we could have done. She knows all the non-corporate accommodation houses and managers and soon finds us a two-bedroom apartment with kitchen, landscaped pool outside the door, in the Old Town, one block from Duvall St, and right at the southern end close to the 'Southern-most Point' in the USA. USD250/person/night for two nights. We're happy.

    We unpack and head up Duvall St on our toes. It's 13 blocks and 1.08 miles... just enough to get our legs back in action. We're headed for the Conch Train [say 'conk', not contch] to have a prior look at the town. Penny said "Take the Conch Train, not the hop-on/hop-off trolley, the route and commentary is much better." Who were we to argue... and again, we're happy except that the driver went too fast for us to get good photos, so we determined to take the car out tomorrow and tour around for that.

    Back to the Santa Maria Suites in time for the end of Happy Hour, then a shower and walk a couple of blocks to a restaurant for dinner, and it's Goodnight Irene.
    Read more