I’d be lying if I said we booked our cruise last month
aboard Royal Caribbean’s Majesty of the Seas for any other reason than the day
and a half it spent docked in Havana, Cuba.
After all, until recently Havana had been effectively off limits to most
Americans for so long, it’s still a little hard to fathom that we can now
travel there (with a “valid reason,” of course).
That said, one of my favorite things about the cruise was
that it finally allowed me to show Punky a little slice of Key West, which was
also on the itinerary. I had been to the
Conch Republic before, but it had been more than 15 years ago, so I was eager
to get reacquainted with some of my favorite places on the island, too. We only had roughly eight hours to explore,
but I think we made the most of it.
The boat docked just off Mallory Square, the perfect
jumping off point, so to speak, for a long crawl into old Key West and
back. Once we were off the boat, it took
almost no time for us to be greeted by some of the more colorful locals. Most Key West residents live on what they
call island time, but the chickens must be an exception.
We started our crawl by strolling past nearby tourist attractions,
such as the Key West Shipwreck Museum, and passing through whatever shops
surrounding Mallory Square were open at the time, such as the Sponge Market
(yes, they really sold re-purposed sea sponges).
I was somewhat surprised to see how few places were open early given the
large amount of cruise traffic ready to spend money.
One of the more pleasantly surprising discoveries was the
Key West Historical Sculpture Garden, which was very close to the
aforementioned Sponge Market. The garden
features 36 busts of some well-known and quite a few lesser-known Key West
residents who made significant contributions toward shaping the history of the
area. Naturally, you’d expect to find
Ernest Hemingway on display …
… but, frankly, the busts of lesser-known figures, such
as Lena Johnson, and the stories about the people they represent, were often more
interesting. Plus, Punky really liked
her hat.
With a new appetite for Key West history, I suggested we
head toward the Ernest Hemingway Home and Museum, which was also conveniently
close to our predetermined brunch spot at Blue Heaven. We then picked up the pace with a brisk walk down
Whitehead Street, passing Mile Marker 0 for U.S. Highway 1 along the way.
But even at 10 a.m. on a November morning, the humidity
and sun will eventually slow you down.
Fortunately, the Bahama Village Market and, more particularly, the Blue Macaw open air bar past the sign, caught our eye as a perfect place for a pit
stop.
The make-your-own Bloody Mary bar sealed the deal.
Once refreshed, we finished our walk to the Hemingway Home and Museum. Punky was reluctant at
first to take a full-on guided tour, but I think she was ultimately very happy with
the outcome. Our guide was very engaging
and lively.
Plus, he knew the name and lineage of every six-toed cat
at the residence.
A penny for your thoughts, Ernest. |
And being a writer – OK, more like a commoner who writes
– it was especially rewarding to see Hemingway’s office where some of his most
famous works were created.
After the tour, we made the short walk to Blue Heaven,
which is famous for its outdoor dining among the chickens and live music with
every meal. It also has a Hemingway
connection, as according to legend he would occasionally referee boxing matches
here. It’s a true Key West experience;
however, Punky decided against the hour-long wait for al fresco seating, so we
opted for two immediately available seats at the bar inside.
It seemed like the right time for a second Bloody Mary (and
a deliciously prepared one, by the way) …
… to go with my choice of lobster benedict. I was initially worried about the price tag,
but frankly it was worth every penny.
The portions of lobster pieces were generous to say the least and about
as succulent as any I’ve ever had.
For Punky, the key lime pie was the primary reason for
choosing Blue Heaven in the first place. And it did not disappoint. The creamy, cheesecake texture along with the
sweet-and-tart key lime taste of the pie itself was outstanding. But the meringue was, by her account,
heavenly.
With our appetites satisfied for a short while, we began
to circle back up Whitehead Street, with a stop at one of my favorite bars in
Key West, the Green Parrot Bar, for a couple of rum and cokes for me and a
couple of margaritas for Punky. I’ve always
thought that if I ever lived in Key West, this t would be my “Cheers.” I’ll explain why in a future blog post.
Post-Green Parrot, and after a couple of purchases at
their adjacent souvenir shop, we walked up a block on Southard to begin the
Duval Street crawl back toward the docks.
All the tourist traps were open by now, and business was bustling.
And by the time we reached the world famous Sloppy Joe’s bar
(another favorite of Hemingway’s) at the corner of Duval and Greene, we were
shopped out and ready for more food and drink.
And, as it turns out, live entertainment in the form of regular performer
Brian Roberts. I have to say I was
pretty impressed with his solo acoustic act.
The stage at the back of Sloppy Joe’s is fairly large, and for a solo
performer to be engaging, entertaining and command a presence among a large crowd
of hungry tourists is not an easy task. We
were extremely lucky to get a seat near the stage at the height of the lunch
crowd …
… as this view of much of the dining area from our seat would
seem to indicate.
Contrary to popular belief, I did not get a free bowl of soup with this hat. |
Now that's a lot of conch!! |
After we had once again stuffed ourselves silly, we wobbled
down Green Street for less than a block to enjoy a much more low-key atmosphere
(at least in the daytime) at Captain Tony’s Saloon. I love dive bars with history, and this one is
loaded with it. I’ll go into greater
detail with another blog post devoted to Captain Tony’s in the near future.
I will say Captain Tony’s is a great spot for people
watching and absorbing all the oddities that make Key West what it is. For instance, we just took this picture not
because we went to Amigos, but because Punky got a kick out of the fact that Zombie
was running for mayor. Seems entirely
possible in this town.
After we each had a signature pirate’s punch at Captain
Tony’s, it became apparent we would be best served from this point forward going
back to our cruise ship. But before we
did, we found one more photo opportunity.
While we did not have enough time in the day to go to Key West’s more
famous Southernmost Point in the continental United States, we made up for it
by discovering Selfiemost Point at Sunset Pier.
Just doing as told …
We had sought to make the most of the eight hours we had
in Key West, and at the end of the day I would have to say mission
accomplished. Even more importantly, Punky
was sold on Key West as a future vacation destination. I’m pretty sure it won’t be another 15 years
before we return, and we will definitely stay much longer when we do.
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