We visited Key West this past weekend and booked our room at the Key Lime Inn again. The same place we stayed in January when I went to the memoir writing workshop.
But we did something different on this visit. We rented bikes. And I'll never visit Key West any other way again.
We saw parts of...
I’ve been to Key West many times. But I’ve never participated in a writing workshop.
So I didn’t know what to expect when I spent five days there this past week participating in a workshop titled "Personal Narrative in an Impersonal World". (Also known as the memoir.)
I did something last weekend that I never, ever do. That goes against every bone in my body. (And no, it's not some Tantric sex thing.)
I arrived in a town without a hotel reservation for the weekend.
Ay Dios mio.
Or as my people would say: Oy vey.
I know I said that I wasn’t going to do any traveling for a while. But I guess that I’m a big fat liar. My husband’s birthday is today. And, last week, when I asked him what he wanted to do, he said he wanted to go away. Guess last year’s stay-at-home celebration was too...