Continuing my stories on my first trip to the United States, the beach lover in me was over-excited for the Key West leg to begin. The usual traveller in me always loved googling every aspect of the town I plan to visit, but this time I decided I’ll take it as it comes. Key West was one place I did not google, I heard a couple of people out on things to do and see but restricted the urge to delve any further into it.
Of course, I couldn’t help myself from researching after the trip. Key West is part of the Florida Keys Archipelago that was earlier a Spanish colony. The name is derived from the Spanish word “Cayo” meaning small island. While it could be geographically small, the islands are a major tourist hub and a pit-stop for most cruise ships sailing past the coast.
Sure, I had heard the drive is the most beautiful part of the experience and for once what everyone claimed lived up to the expectations. So, all the way from Orlando all I was doing was pretty much putting my head out of the car like a dog, with eyes as big as popsicles, chanting water water all the way through and believe me when I had the first sight of the water there was no need for any further chanting. In most such scenic drives, you know how it works, you first get a glimpse far far away and you slowly you cruise your way to it. Well, here it was just the opposite, when it came, it came with such a bang, with water on all sides all at once. Wherever you see there’s water around.
The lovely 7-mile drive