TOTAL MILES TRAVELED TODAY: 0 NM
Once we managed to get our act together, the entire troop marched over to Camille’s Restaurant (1202 Simonton Street) for breakfast and to try to make contact with Crystal (Hughes). It was, however, her day off. Oh well!
Our mission after breakfast was to find the Island Needlepoint at 527 Fleming Street, a shop that Jan was hot to visit. This lovely shop was filled with tropical themed patterns, most of which were created by owner Julie Pischke. All three of us girls ended up buying “pocket bags” to work on. Jan’s going to have a lot of teaching to do in the next few days for I have never done a stitch of needlepoint. You can view her wares at www.JuliePischke.com
|JULIE GIVING DEBI, JUDY AND JAN GUIDANCE WITH OUR PURCHASES|
The boys, tiring of our dilly dallying, ambled on down to watch the Dachshund Parade. Yes folks, our guys were watching the 195 little wiener dogs parading through the voluminous crowds lining the sidewalk. Some of these little critters were even decked out in costumes. Where else but Key West?
|LONG HAIRED PARADE PARTICIPANT|
|ALL DECKED OUT|
While we girls continued to shop the guys found solace in Fat Tuesdays and watched the parade of Key West visitors passing them by. Poor guys missed the sight of the day. We found this cute little trashy shop where Jan found her new “favorite dress”. Just as she was beckoning us to “come see my dress”, the salesman whisked it off the mannequin and this little (?) darling tried it on for her Sugar Daddy. We, of course, encouraged her that it was the perfect outfit for New Years in Key West. Let me just say that jeans were the norm for the evening so she would never stick out. Perhaps that was a poor choice of words??!!
We ended up enjoying the entertainment at Schooners Wharf and ringing in the New Year by watching the lowering of the Pirate Wench at midnight. Yes, we are so easily entertained! After midnight we headed to Duval Street where the crowd was just beginning to thin out after watching the lowering of the Conch Shell. We didn’t make it down to see Sushi, the drag queen, or the gigantic red slipper that was his/her midnight ride.
We hope you all had a safe, memorable New Years Eve.