We’ve decided that Key West is a little too cold…well, maybe a lot too cold. Today was a whopping 66 degrees, which is a temperature we haven’t felt for quite a while. I love exploring new places, but today while on a cold dinghy ride in to do laundry, I heard myself saying, “this is such a miserable place!” I’m usually much more positive than that, but at the time felt so freaking cold.
Last night we all piled in the dinghy and docked in a secure area, then made our way into town. As we walked we commented on how beautiful the homes are, with their quaint designs and colors. Gorgeous churches stand tall on many of the corners, and many shops and restaurants are creatively decorated.
We all felt overwhelmed with the amount of stores and also of the many people that crowded the sidewalks. We have grown so use to and love the small towns in Central America.
Everywhere we looked, were chickens and roosters roaming freely. Some of them had such beautiful coloring, and this brown and white speckled one pooped on Danny’s shoulder as it watched us from a tin roof.
This morning we took a taxi to the customs and immigration office, where we had to check in. All seven of us had to be there, which is different from the places we’ve been thus far. We also got laundry done, which we desperately needed to do. It’s amazing how quickly one can go through a couple rolls of quarters.
As we were all here freezing in the boat this evening, Danny mentioned that he felt like Tomato Soup and grilled cheese sandwiches like his mom used to make when it was cold outside. So, Jude, Danny and I hopped into the dinghy and tried to get as close to the grocery store as possible, and came away with supplies for Danny’s requested meal. Mycah and Jonathan were in charge of the grilled cheese sandwiches while I worked on the soup, and we all enjoyed the deliciousness and warmth.
Hopefully tomorrow the temperatures will rise and the cold wind will go away, but if not, we will enjoy ourselves anyway. It is after all, one constant, grand adventure.