Thursday, April 29, 2010
Return to Key West
A sudden change. Air travel makes for abrupt departures from the settled routine. With a short two-hour flight, I was transported from a tropical, Spanish-speaking, developing nation to a metropolitan mess. Sitting in traffic outside the Miami Airport during rush hour made me wish for a motorcycle taxi and a shady cafe. Here, isolation and imprisonment in the midst of chaos. Slowly escaping the traffic and making the long drive down the Florida Keys. That was last night. Today, Key West feels like it could be home. Time to relax.
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