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Driving to the Keys!






 On Tuesday, May 16th, Michael and I got up at 2:00 a.m. and prepared a board a plane for Fort Lauderdale, Florida.  Our destination, Key West for Lauren's wedding. We met a chipper and wheel-chaired dad at the airport.  He was accompanied by Gina and Elaine.  Before boarding, Michael and I tried our first cup of "Burger King" coffee.  It wasn't half bad.  Then we board, being in a wheelchair, dad and Gina got to board early and saved the rest of us seats upfront.

Once at the airport we grabbed our bags and set off to find the rental van and begun the three (3) hour journey down to Key West. Much of our drive was over bridges.


We stopped for lunch at Alabama Jacks where I had the best Mahi tacos I have ever eaten. 


Next we stopped at "Broken Bridge State Park" to stretch our legs.  It was beautiful - and super hot.  I was not prepared for such hot temperatures. 











This is "broken bridge."  It was blown up for the movie "True Lies." 


After walking over the bridge we decided to view it from the shore.  I stuck my feet in the ocean to cool off - it didn't help.  

We arrived at our hotel around 3:00. We are staying at the Casa Marina which is a Waldorf Astoria property.  It is so nice (nice is an understatment.) We walked around for a few minutes and then I went with Gina and Elaine to get snacks for the room.


Walking to dinner. 

Since we had already at a big lunch, we decided to just have dessert for dinner.  We went to a place called "Better than Sex."  Scandalous name - but really good dessert. 



 The whole place is themed as one might expect.  Very low lighting, red velvet curtains. Even the menu was not for the faint of heart.


Michael and I split the "Cookie Nookie Pie."

Elaine had the "fever." It was so much fun!!

After dessert we went back to the hotel and worked out.  Since we had been up since 2:00 a.m., we went back to the room and crashed. 

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