Key West, Baby.

It was an 8-hour drive in pouring rain, but we are here!

Lucked into a rare 10-day camping spot at Boyd’s Key West Campground (someone must have cancelled right as we called for a reservation). I say “lucked into,” because this is the most popular Key West campground, and we hit it at the most popular time of the year. And we called at the last minute rather than making reservations months in advance.

T'Chat approves of the grass and the sand here. She is anxious to meet Hemingway’s six-toed cat descendants (who all survived Hurricane Irma, we hear).

We have no photos today. Very, very tired. Glad to be here.