Southernmost Point Guest House is so beautiful..

Writing this post from a swing on the porch of Mona's Southernmost Point Guest House on the corner of Duval and South Street. A block from the famous Red Bouy that announces 90 miles to Cuba. Sitting on a porch swing hidden by Palm fronds and listening them rattle in the balmy, tropical breeze.

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I'm on a sugar high. I had Real Cane Syruo in my coffee and some flan and rum cake a friend made. And I'm listening to US1 Radio and Conch Country and despite the suagr rush from breakfast I'm gonna buy a milk chcolate bar with almonds from Mona when I check out.... The money goes to Key West High's band where her grandson performs.

Staying a the Southernmost Point Guest House is always like coming home to your favorite Aunt's house. You know.. That aunt you always wished you had? That wonderful woman who is always there for you inspiring you and giving you a place to hide when you need a break from life's boring routine.

The porch swing (you MUST get a room with a porch swing on a balcony, you MUST) and the morning breeze and sitting here hidden by the trees with only a small mosquito buzzing round my toes reminding me even here in paradise there are a few bugs to be worked out left before it truly rates Heaven status.

And, I look across the trees at the beach... South Beach and remember just last summer this whole yard was flooded with storm surge and the Atlantic Ocean would have been tickling my toes and not Mr. Mosquito. A lot of construction going on across the street where workers try to erase all signs of the hurricanes before Fantasy Fest at the end of the month.

Everyone here is hoping to get through October without a hurricane. October All Over... I think if they do they should make William Gray king of the parade next year or maybe Max Mayfield now that he is retiring can come on down and party hardy.

Wow...the conch train just went by. Don't think he knew to point out the famous Bobbistorm is swinging on Mona's downstairs porch swing.

Trust me there are subtle signs of damage...very few. The pines on the island off Mallory Square at sunset look fairly well shredded...but still the sun went down and dropped into the water to the sounds of applause from the crowd on Mallory Square. The same docks where my great, great grandparents came to Key West as young kids in their 20s. They were here selling tin wares to the sisters of St. Marys. They were making trips to Cuba to buy tobacco maybe for Mr. Eduardo H Gato or the Marreros more likely. Or maybe running guns and raising money for Jose Marti...like all the good jews on the island were back then. Tzedakah cans on the pushcarts of the Jewish peddlars or my great, great grandpa's store on Whitehead Street.

And yesterday I had a nice conversation with Raffi in his store on Duval Streets. I put money in a pushke. Charity box on the counter under a very nice picture of the Lubavitcher Rebbe and he gave me an update on Rabbi Zucker's new Chabad House. Yes.. Nothing like shabbos in Key West by Chabad.

But, this morning I'm hiding here on the porch swing. And. I stood and watched the sun come up over the water. A new day in Key West. The best show in town and its free and quiet while most of the tourists sleep in. Except for Bobbi, descendant of old Jewish Conchs who started a temple here in the 1880s and Miss Mona, Senora Mona who busily, lovingly sets up her special breakfast for her house guests. May she live to be 120 and enjoy every day.

May you be lucky enough to come to Key West and stay at The Southernmost PointGuest House....Bed and Breakfast and home of Eduardo Gato. Its the worth the trip to Paradise. Ask for a room with a porch swing, its a must!

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Going back soon, just had a nice talk with Bobbi who works there at the front desk...is that funny or what, Bobbi living down here living the life I'd like to live..someday soon....

Posting from Crossroads Internet Cafe.. nice Green Mountain Coffee and good rates, quiet.. the city is waking up slowly, beautiful day.

I'll check the tropics when I get back... for now... breezy and beautiful in the Florida Keys, Simonton and Duval.. no place better in the world.. except maybe 770 but both make you feel almost like you can touch God and tell him.. "thank you"


--bobbistorm