Key West post ( belated)
Key West was fantastic. We flew out of Duluth at 6:30 am. It was 20 degrees (When we landed in Key West it was 7:00 pm and 75 degrees). Despite having two three-hour layovers, our air travel experience was good. She took anavant, atavan, something like that. A heavy duty anti-anxiety medication. Well worth it. She was completely pliable. I could have told her our plane was crashing and she would have shrugged and smiled. I listened to my iPod and read a Creative Suite mag. I think I picked up some cool new tricks but haven't tried them out yet. When I do you'll be the first to know if they work. I could go on and on about our flights; both ways they were great. Uneventful. But in air travel uneventful is good.
Key West is a Vail/ Wisconsin Dells/ Taos chimera. Lots of shopping, lots of activities and lots of bars. Classic tourist town. Over-priced everything, over-worked locals and if you have the cash: a fucking great time. We had the cash. Thanks to the Dad we partied like rock stars for five straight days.
Not only did we party well, we ate well. The Café is a wonderful "almost vegetarian" restaurant. They bill themselves as almost vegetarian because they have fresh seafood on the menu along with their respectable veggie/ vegan fare. I was very impressed by the food, service and ambiance. She wasn't overly impressed but at least she didn't have to play the "could you please, pretty please leave off the fucking dairy and meat" game.
We did the full Key West thing. Walked Duval street, went to Pirate fest, strolled the wharf, went reef snorkeling, drank until four-in-the-morning and laid around the pool. It was a blast.
Aside from being a great getaway this was a family vacation. All-in-all the family stuff went well. We hung out with the Brother and his partner, the step-brother and his girl, the step- mother and the Dad. It was cool. I spent some quality time with the Dad. I really like him but he is somewhat unpredictable. Sometimes it seems like he treats me like one of his kids and sometimes it seems like he could care less if I stepped in front of SUV. But she assures me that he has always been like this and that he likes me. He likes me. I feel like a junior high school art-fag. "Do you really think he likes me"? Whatever, the Dad and I wandered around together, drank beers a couple of times, went to Pirate Fest and ate lunch together. What else can I ask for? I had a lot fun with him.
The trip was not without drama. The step-mom had a fairly embarrassing drunken freak-out at the hotel pool.
We were supposed to drive the step-brother and girlfriend to Miami where he was doing a show ( he is a pretty successful DJ). We had agreed to rent a car and make sure he got to his show on time. Miami is about four hours away from Key West. We went down to the pool around 1:30 to make sure everything was on track. It wasn't. I didn't feel getting into it. I also didn't feel like driving around Miami at midnight. There was a confrontation, the step-mom said some pretty harsh things and K hasn't spoken to her since. The ball is in the step-mom's court. If she doesn't apologize the Dad's Christmas party will be interesting.
After hours of driving aimlessly around Miami trying to find the step-bro a hotel and find his gig we finally got back to Key West at about 4:00 am. People were still partying on Duval St.
Obviously, I could go on forever about this trip. I won't. Its no fun to blog after the fact. Hopefully my iBook will be returned quickly and I can get off this miserable PC and get into the swing off daily posts.
Key West is a Vail/ Wisconsin Dells/ Taos chimera. Lots of shopping, lots of activities and lots of bars. Classic tourist town. Over-priced everything, over-worked locals and if you have the cash: a fucking great time. We had the cash. Thanks to the Dad we partied like rock stars for five straight days.
Not only did we party well, we ate well. The Café is a wonderful "almost vegetarian" restaurant. They bill themselves as almost vegetarian because they have fresh seafood on the menu along with their respectable veggie/ vegan fare. I was very impressed by the food, service and ambiance. She wasn't overly impressed but at least she didn't have to play the "could you please, pretty please leave off the fucking dairy and meat" game.
We did the full Key West thing. Walked Duval street, went to Pirate fest, strolled the wharf, went reef snorkeling, drank until four-in-the-morning and laid around the pool. It was a blast.
Aside from being a great getaway this was a family vacation. All-in-all the family stuff went well. We hung out with the Brother and his partner, the step-brother and his girl, the step- mother and the Dad. It was cool. I spent some quality time with the Dad. I really like him but he is somewhat unpredictable. Sometimes it seems like he treats me like one of his kids and sometimes it seems like he could care less if I stepped in front of SUV. But she assures me that he has always been like this and that he likes me. He likes me. I feel like a junior high school art-fag. "Do you really think he likes me"? Whatever, the Dad and I wandered around together, drank beers a couple of times, went to Pirate Fest and ate lunch together. What else can I ask for? I had a lot fun with him.
The trip was not without drama. The step-mom had a fairly embarrassing drunken freak-out at the hotel pool.
We were supposed to drive the step-brother and girlfriend to Miami where he was doing a show ( he is a pretty successful DJ). We had agreed to rent a car and make sure he got to his show on time. Miami is about four hours away from Key West. We went down to the pool around 1:30 to make sure everything was on track. It wasn't. I didn't feel getting into it. I also didn't feel like driving around Miami at midnight. There was a confrontation, the step-mom said some pretty harsh things and K hasn't spoken to her since. The ball is in the step-mom's court. If she doesn't apologize the Dad's Christmas party will be interesting.
After hours of driving aimlessly around Miami trying to find the step-bro a hotel and find his gig we finally got back to Key West at about 4:00 am. People were still partying on Duval St.
Obviously, I could go on forever about this trip. I won't. Its no fun to blog after the fact. Hopefully my iBook will be returned quickly and I can get off this miserable PC and get into the swing off daily posts.
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