It was a too much kind of day
I are too much. I learned too much. I walked too much. I discovered there is a lot of connectivity in my world.
First, the eating. We had lunch at Sloppy Joe's. We had....Sloppy Joes, duh! Short history. The bar was located half a block a way in the 1930s. When the rent was increased, (from $3 a week to $4 a week) the bar owner, Joe, was incensed. One night, when the building's owner was out of town, Joe had his patrons move the entire bar down the street to a building he had just purchased. He took everything....stools, bar, urinals, pool tables, and the 4 drunks asleep in the corner.
Years later the abandoned building becomes Captain Tony's and it is in this bar that a young Jimmy Buffett gets his first regular playing gig.
Thats a combo of learning and eating.
I now know the mystery of Jimmy's Woman on Caroline Street. If you ask, I may tell you.
We saw some of Jimmy's haunts, places he lived, and his recording studio, which was actually a fish processing plant that had closed.
On the Buffett walking tour we stopped for key lime pie. It was pretty darn good, and I think a little better than the key lime we had last night. (You may see a theme here.)
After lunch we wandered over to the Hemingway House and took a tour there. It was there we learned how interconnected we all are.
Papa lived in this house with his third wife. He did a lot of wring here and it was pretty cool to visit. I have now been to 2 of his houses, one in Havana and the one in Key West. He was a pretty complicated man.
Our tour guide was a man named Dan. He said, as part of his patter, that he had once been a circus clown. He told us a lot abut Hemingway and the history of the house.
When the tour was over, Emily and I wandered around, looking at the 59 cats, some with 6 toes, a few with 7, that live on the property.
I saw our guide sitting on a bench and I sat down on a bench near him. I casually asked him if he had really been a circus clown and he said yes. He added he had had a lot of performing jobs. I mentioned Phillip Johnson, better known as MoonIe and he knew him! He also knew BrooN, aka Brian Howard, and had performed a Renn Faires with them.
Small world, eh?
Emily and I then wandered down to the southern most point in the US when we ran into people who were on the much delayed flight from O'Hara with us. In fact, one of their group took our picture.
Back to food.
Ate at Onlywood, a wood fired pizza place. Had a great pizza, or at least most of it.
After a rest back at the unit, we went back to Duval Street and I had some ice cream. Too much ice cream!
So much, I could not eat the piece of key lime pie we brought back.
On the bright side, I walked over 4.5 miles today!!
And I am dog tired. But happy.
Peace and Love
And now, random pictures
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| a pepperoni pizza for supper |
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| Just a place I liked |
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| This could give you nightmares! |
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| Just another place I liked |
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| Uncle Dan |
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| A young Hemingway |
Dining room at Hemingway's
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| Where he wrote....in Havana they said he liked to write standing up. |
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| Truman place....where we are staying |
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| Inside Captain Tony's |
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| Yes, there is a door.....Jimmy's recording studio in Key West |
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| No windows and sound proof |
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| The first Margaritaville store |
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| Name is Bob |
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| The original (sort of) Margaritaville store |
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| Can you believe this tree? |
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