Tuesday, December 25, 2012

A Christmas Card From Key West

Here's a thought that came to me walking the docks in Key West, remembering my own life spent afloat.

Imagine a romantic life on the water anchored out, between Fleming Key and Christmas Tree Island, your floating home bobbing to its anchor, bow to the wind, wavelets lapping the hull in the still of a crisp winter's night. Candles are burning in the cabin giving a warm glow to the cold night air, the silence of the Christmas night is broken only by the guttering of the flames in synch with the patter of the water outside the thin hull of the boat...perfect!

Except it's a long hard row in the dark, across the vast empty great void of the night on water as black as the sky. Behind you the light of the city and the colorful people it contains, including your friends, is swallowed up in that very cold impenetrable night. You are as lonely as an astronaut in outer space in your little boat-module. And you've got dinghy butt, a well known discomfort for liveaboards who get water slop into their little craft as they head to or from shore and end up spending the day in wet shorts, or arrive home dripping salt water into the cabin...

Temper all romantic notions with a cold hard dose of reality. That's why you are on this page, in spite of yourself. I shall not lead you wrong.

 

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

My sixty three year old, eight hundred square foot cottage seems like a mansion after reading this. Thanks for the reality check. Oh, and Merry Christmas!

Robert Wilson said...

Every once in a while we have to remember that even the Eden that we live in (I also live in Florida) has a snake in it.

Perry said...

Merry Christmas, Michael! Thanks for your lovely realism. That juxtaposition keeps me coming back.
Perry from North Carolina (but today from the corner of Center St. and Truman).

Conchscooter said...

Merry Christmas to all, except my wife of course, who called this morning and we forgot the magic words. True story.
And perry I am working tonight no no drunken brawling on lower Duval please.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like Perry is either at the laudromat or the scotter rental place...party down

Anonymous said...

Scooter rental I meant

Perry said...

Kay's Cottage, actually--next to the laundry.

Back in N.C.

No arrests but plenty of drinking.

Spent Christmas on Center St with the neighbors from St. Loius--in their hot tub! Only in Key West can you make friends like that in minutes.