Monday, December 12, 2011

A Long March

We've had our second serious cold front of the winter. When I say serious we are talking in relative terms here and that means temperatures at night dropped close to sixty degrees and daytime highs could barely struggle past seventy.


Doesn't sound cold? Maybe but a cold virus has strafed through town knocking people out right and left. It's like peoples' immune systems fall apart under a combined attack by cold and bacteria at once.


That includes me, laid up at home coughing and spluttering and dreaming fevered dreams. Dr Norris fit me in at the end of the day and I took Cheyenne in with me as no way was I riding the Bonneville with a head stuffed like a tea cosy. That's how bad I felt. Cheyenne demanded a walk and well, I thought, I can cope as it's only my throat that hurts. I was afraid I was developing strep throat which I've had before and didn't much like.


We passed a bright orange motorcycle which helped remind me I hadn't ridden in a week. Then high atop Solares Hill I passed the old Royal Enfield which I've seen around town and seen on Chuck's blog, Old Town. I like idea of a 500 single but for $2500 less you can have a Suzuki 250 for the same performance and Japanese reliability, infinitely preferable to Indian approximation. I wish I had the skill and patience to keep an Enfield running.


The Conch Republic Air Force offers sightseeing tours, not bombing runs. CRAF


Boat trips are always on offer of course as well. Here's a discreet form of advertising behind the ticket booth.


Cuban cigars cannot be sold officially in the Conch Republic thanks to the US embargo but Cuban 'seed' cigars can be. Perhaps the seeds were exported before the ancient embargo was imposed?


This place used to sell falafels but it's all change on Duval and now it's seafood. Quite decent I'm told.


This cock-o'-the-walk was strutting on the fence in the back of the former Cuban Consulate, known these days as the San Carlos Theater.


It has the air of a Spanish mission even from the rear.


This building has been through a few restaurant styles on Appelrouth Lane, a lane named for a prominent Key West merchant of decades ago. Most recently the place was German then Hungarian and now I'm told something new and interesting and local is planned for the place.


They were busy working on it. Across the street Ruby's guesthouse has posted a sign for the delight of renters and interested passersby-by:


Who knew renting a bicycle was so complex? That was as much walking as I could manage but the dog was still tugging at the leash. She'd better hope I get well soon because her exercise program will be curtailed until I'm well. I'm popping pills as fast as I can and hoping the weather gets warmer soon.



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