Key West
Switching gears (and directions) from last Saturday's Route 66 trip, Steve Rensberry and I are spending a sinfully luxurious and fun weekend in Key West, Florida, with my son and daughter-in-law, Tom and Nicole Jett. Our road-trip escape from the winter-oppressed Midwest was uneventful except for finally breaking past the 60-degree mark somewhere around Orlando. When we arrived in Fort Lauderdale, I was still dressed for 30-degree Georgia, which we had left behind that morning. On Friday morning we rode with Tom and Nicole down U.S. 1, the Overseas Highway, to Key West. After the Illinois cold and snow and all the dreary winter days, it felt like we'd arrived on another planet. Our hotel is right on Mallory Square with incredible views of water and sky and boats and people and the pier. Today there is a gigantic cruise ship anchored right off the square in full view out our balcony window. The beautiful Key West beach. The amazing view from our hotel. The lon...