SUNDAY MEMORIES
Judy Wills
Our last port of call was Key West. Fred had been there on one of his Air Force business trips, but it was new to me. I knew there were a lot of bars there, and that was of no interest to me. But I also knew there was a lot of history there, and was eager to see the sights. We docked at a good time, but for some reason, they wouldn’t let us off the ship for two hours! There were people in boats below us yelling for us to “come on down!” And we wished we could.
And so, when we finally were able to disembark, everything BUT the bars was closed! We had no opportunity to see Hemingway’s house,
or the lighthouse and keeper’s house,
or the Key West Museum of Art and History
– or just about anything else. We were quite disappointed. But it was still daylight enough to see the outsides of the buildings and bronze plaques annotating the sites.
We were able to see the southern most house in the U.S.,
and the southern most point in the continental U.S.,
and other things. We saw the Mile Marker 0 (Zero) sign for U.S. 1. That was important to Fred and me, since we had seen the other end of it when we lived in northern Maine.
There was a “street party” going on that lasted past the sundown, which was fun and interesting. We wandered our way through that, and around some shops, then watched the sun sink slowly behind the horizon. Our last glimpse was of a tall ship, which was really pretty against the setting sun.
Back to the ship and head for Charleston and home.
We had always been delighted and amused while on board cruises, to find the “towel animals” that the crew put together – and on our bed each night. Most were fairly recognizable – some required some imagination. But it was fun to see what animal was going to greet us as we returned to our stateroom each evening. What do you think?
Old Things R New 