Tuesday, August 8, 2017

View From The Overseas Highway

On our way to the airport for our recent trip I took pictures from the car window as I was that rarest of things in my life: the passenger.  I took the pictures because my family likes to look at what seems rare and exotic, turquoise water, coconuts and year round temperatures that never approach freezing. It is an unimaginable phenomenon and they never quite seem to grasp the concept that I live in the land of eternal summer. "What do they do for agriculture," my sister the farmer asked me one evening over dinnner.  None I said bluntly, there is no land. She looked down at her plate of home killed chicken and home grown vegetables and pondered that anomaly for a while. I showed her the pictures.  "So you eat fish?" looking for the harvest from nature in some form. Yup I've learned to like fish during my exile in the New World. But I don't enjoy fishing any more than I didn't enjoy farming.








The chaos of one road out...

Better off on the water you might think...

Unless you are on Islamorada's notorious sandbar.