We’d been told. No we’d been WARNED. Key West on New Years is wild. As we sit in the sun after our New Years Day breakfast of Cowboy Omelet, Black eyed peas, Collard Greens and Bloody Marys, we have to agree.
“I think I’m gaining weight by the hour” Jimmie informed us. But with all the fun we’d had, it was worth it.
Yesterday we started the festivities on our drive across the Keys in our rented Ford Taurus. Each of us reflected on the best parts of 2009. Tim and I agreed that our highlight was our engagement and all our travels and time with friends and family. For Jimmie and Keri it was their trip to Morocco. Talladega was also on the list for the guys and we reminisced about the funniest times of each of our highlights.
In good spirits despite the notable missing member (Frank) of our party, we arrived to Boyds Campground in Key West. Here we wasted no time getting ready and heading to town. We walked back out to the front of the campground to catch a cab and David the Cabbie pulled in front of us at about 50 mph.
“Did you call for a cab?” he shouted.
“No, but we need one”, we said.
“Get in! Get in!” and just like that we were on our way. David gave us the rundown on the 3 “drops” of Key West: the Conch Shell, the Slipper (which holds the Drag Queen Miss Sushi ), and the Wench. He also told us where we’d find the best Burger and the Best Margarita in town. Luckily these establishments are right across the street from each other so this became our immediate destination.
After Irish tunes and margaritas, we hit the streets and joined the throng of people. We saw girls wrapped in boa constrictors, got showered with beads, and shared New Years kisses as the Conch dropped. After that we had to go see Key West’s famed Garden of Eden. Seeing is truly believing.
By 2am and one sketchy cab ride later we were safe and sound back at Boyds, pitching our new $30 Walmart Tent. What a way to ring in the New Year.