Parking is the ever present issue on people's minds (not Peak Oil!) and on that subject I read a recent anonymous comment about this rather delightful spot in Truval Village. The complaint, for complaint it was of course? That the café had eaten off street parking for the rather nice outdoor seating.
For Cheyenne even Upper Duval has rural touches that keep her in touch with her base, ancestral self. Gravel and grass above certainly not in keeping with heavy tourists traffic and food disposal below, deep in a bush a couple of feet from a city provided trash can. Cheyenne is lucky humans are lazy.
You too could live in this building with the flamboyant roof line. It used to be a/the Cuban social club and is now downgraded to an apartment building.
This is what we all want to be doing in Key West, hanging drinking coffee and chatting, a pastime or way of life known as limin' in the real Caribbean to our south (thank you Amanda for the reminder).
And speaking of flamboyant these poinciana flowers, known as flamboyants or flame trees depending on where you live in the world, are stil booming nicely on Upper Duval.
Rain or shine August is a fine month to be in Key West.
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