Then it was a three block walk to the Keys West Transit bus stop where, for $3, Mary and I along with 3 other marina couples rode the bus all the way to Key West. It takes about 2 hours. Its a local bus meaning it makes stops all along the route.
Susan and Mary at Mile Zero |
Brent, Sue and Mary at the Green Parrot bar studying maps |
Hemingway's pool |
Guy is just about to dive through the little hoop |
So Mary's shirt, her dress and palm leaf basket accounted for all our purchases. But of course we're here for another few weeks and will undoubtedly be heading back. So many shops. So little time. Thankfully they have benches scattered about for those of us less enthusiastic about embracing the shopping experience.
All the original boating couples were waiting at the bus stop except for Gabe and his wife who somehow got on the wrong bus and ended up riding all through Key West for an hour.
We all got on the empty bus and began the journey back to Marathon. One of the stops in Key West was at the hospital and where Gabe and his wife finally boarded the correct bus.
Our bus. We all got off and strolled to the nearby gas station |
Just to add to the enjoyment factor the bus was uttering some pretty spectacular grinding noises. I'd swear we were about to loose a transmission or a wheel bearing. But no, we made it to Marathon without a breakdown. I wonder how far the thing went after dropping us off. Course I'm only speculating but it sure sounded like it was on its last legs.
We got back to the boat around 11 and had to run the generator for an hour or so to keep the batteries up overnight so we didn't get to sleep until about 12:30am. Awful late for us old folks.
Mary and her booze |
We walked the 1/2 mile to the Day Care center to pickup our prize and lug it back to the boat. And yes, the Keys are liberal play ground but they honestly don't regularly dispense large quantities of alcohol at such places. The Day Care center was the beneficiary of the raffle money so they gave out the prizes.
Our resident Manatee |
I returned and went to the store while Mary stayed in the cool shade of the marina office. And the we both went back to the boat to put away the groceries.
We had ended up with a social conflict, Brent and Susan's for dinner or Rob and Sue on their smaller boat to see the sunset before heading to a restaurant on the other end of the island. Robe suggested we might be able to see the Southern Cross, a constellation usually more visible in the southern sky. Alas we'll never know because we ended up going to Brent and Susan's boat since they're leaving here in 2 days.
But before we had to be over to Brents boat for dinner, I took the dinghy over to Rob's boat to cajole him into thinking about another day to do the trip. While I was there we discussed his Splendidee washer/dryer which he had removed to fix. My interest is becoming intense since the repair job I'm attempting on our old Frigidaire unit isn't progressing as neatly as I had hoped. So the specter of purchasing a new laundry appliance hangs in the air above our checkbook. Ugh ...
I left Rob's and decided to take the dinghy out in the ocean and run around Boot Key and back into Sister Creek. The poor outboard has been chugging along in the harbor and slow speeds so I figured opening it up for a while might pacify any stirring gremlins. Was a nice ride.
I got back on the boat, showered and loaded up the liquor. And Mary. We went over to Brent and Sue's boat and had a great time. Sue and Brent are really good cooks!
Dave, Mary and Joanne |
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