To be in Key West at the moment is to enjoy the city before the mad winter rush which the first snowfall Up North brings, but it is also to enjoy perfect weather and a modicum of activity. A stroll along Lower Duval ( the North end of the street paradoxically) puts one in the middle of a lot of people, and their golf carts.
It seems a waste to pay for food, eat it all fresco, and have your back to the madhouse parading by. It's not really a mad house, its just a mixture of people shuffling past your back. You never know what you might see.
I retreated to pause on White Street, heading for work, and got myself a colada which is several hot strong sweet Cuban espressos (bucchi) in one plastic cup. Sandy's like most Cuban coffee shops will give you a colada along with several thimble sized cups to share the drink. "I'm not sharing," I told the barrista and he laughed at me as I returned the spare cups and got stuck into my caffeine overdose. I sat and stared at the Bonneville and drank coffee and hoped for an energy boost for the long night ahead.