What happens when you reunite a family in a warm climate, with numerous open-air bars and a fifth of vodka in a hotel room? Look no further than the photo above for your answer. This past weekend was sleepless, boiling hot and caused me to battle a pretty nasty cold in the days following it, but above all, it was just a really good time.
Key West has always been a traditional vacation spot for my family. My great aunt and uncle used to own a condo there and we (which includes my mom, dad, brother, aunt, uncle and cousin) claimed it every Thanksgiving for a span of five or six years. But when the condo was sold, our family trips became less frequent. So in honor of a slew of milestones -- my uncle's 60th birthday, my cousin's second wedding anniversary and my aunt and uncle's 40th -- we planned to meet in Key West once again for a one-night stay. Coordinating the trip, however, wasn't as easy as it used to be. My brother drove from Orlando, dad flew in from Michigan, me from NY, and my cousin and his wife from Tennessee to meet up with the rest of the crew in Tampa. The next day we drove south to Fort Myers and took a boat to Key West, where for the next one and a half days we ate, drank, shopped, watched the street performers give a send-off to the setting sun and laughed, a lot. I hope that we can continue to continue the tradition.
The photo, by the way, is of my dad, my brother and my cousin Dean, who drank enough to think that wearing lampshades as hats was a good idea.
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