Woken by the confused rosters again, they tend to crow night and day, maybe it was just their constant ring that finally lifted my head.
Have I mentioned there are chickens roaming the streets, EVERYWHERE.
Apparently, they arrived with the Cubans who used them for cockfighting. When the Americans found out they outlawed this practice and the chickens were freed. Now they are protected. It’s a real-life chicken run.
Wes and I decided to go for our last morning walk. Down Duval Street we went, a stop for a pastry at a French bakery, down to the beach, back to the southernmost point buoy, a quick chat with a lady who did Ironmans and saw my watch, back past the guest house to get a photo of a Key West Lime Pie sign and then finally back to the room.
On arrival at the guest house, we were greeted by a very white Noah. He had already vomited twice and the third time was on its way. Poor little thing, especially as we had a few hours journey ahead in the car.
After his third spew, he seemed a little bit better so we packed up the car and began our drive back to Miami. Our hotel is the Mutiny Hotel and Suites in Coconut Grove. I sat at the back in the middle of the boys just in case I was needed to catch any flying missiles. In the end, the trip was non-eventful, lovely scenery crossing all of the bridges and two healthy boys.
A quick stop for lunch at a casual cafe.
Pete’s chauffeur driving was amazing and he got us to the hotel safe and sound at about 2 pm. A short wait to check in, drop off the bags and then a little exploring around Coconut Grove.
Back to the hotel, a load of washing (we have a washer and dryer in the room, gold..it’s the small things) and then back out again for dinner.
No plans for tomorrow except school work, wonder what it will hold.
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