Notes from Paradise
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Too lazy to write much, but we've been laughing, talking, soaking up sunshine, wandering the streets, staring at all the wonderfully shabby chic houses in Key West. Starry nights, rum and pink shrimp, stone crab claws and local lobster tails. Why does anyone ever leave here?
The thought of packing up and heading back to snow makes me very sad.