My relaxing long weekend in the Keys was foiled by the incompetency of a freakin airline. We had weather issues, cancellations, lost luggage, problems with re-booking... you name it. So instead of arriving in Islamorada Friday evening, we got into Key West Saturday evening. No swimming Bahia Honda, no taking our time through the Keys. Honestly though... when you are in good company this really doesn't matter.
Beers and pool at Captain Tony's, slurpees on Duval Street and a walk on the 7 Mile Bridge at sunset were exactly what this little girl needed.
I'm not going to say that reality is any easier now that my little runaway is over, but that certainly took the edge off.