Is it really a beach when the sand is rocky?

In my world it is (well, my mom’s world, and the world I was visiting).

Posting was light last week because I skipped out of town Wednesday to head down to the “Village of Islands” aka Islamorada. Located in the middle of the Florida Keys, these little strips of land are, at points, barely wider than the road that traverses them. And I do mean THE road, US1 which is the only way down. It’s a paradise of sorts, filled with plenty of oddities like the rocky beach pictured above, or concrete power line poles in the water:

But it’s hard to be anything other than relaxed when you’re on vacation and you look down the street at this:

Even if the sand was a little coarse, it didn’t keep me from planting myself on it for the majority of my stay.

The best part of my moms place is waking up to the sunrise on one side, and walking across the street to catch sunset and a Yuengling on the other.

Here are some other Keys Oddities:

Keys in the Keys

Aptly named

Fishy parking spaces

Neighborhood flora

Neighborhood Fauna

Bikes are everywhere

Everything I saw and experienced added to the allure of this place. It’s beyond South Florida (i.e. Miami and Ft. Lauderdale) both in geography and culture. $1500-a-night cabins next to trailer parks. It’s something outta this world, and well worth the trip…especially if you have a good captain….