Back in the city, and starting Monday, all new NYC posts. I hope you enjoyed my write-up of our roadtrip to Key West. One final bit of advice if you decide to make the trek yourself: when you go to take a picture of yourself standing at the southern-most point in the continental United States……
Though we were fighting the clock to get to Orlando for our flight back to NY, we made sure to leave time for a stop at a place universally recommended by Scouting NY readers: the Vizcaya estate.
Back to the New York stuff next Monday, but I wanted to close my series of road trip posts with two really special places we saw just before we headed home. On our last day in Key West, we decided to visit Dry Tortugas National Park. Unfortunately, we got some bad news as we arrived…
I was really excited for today’s 97 mile drive from Key Largo to Key West, because it would take us on one of the most unlikely highways in the United States: the Overseas Highway, the southernmost portion of the East Coast’s Route 1.
We sat in the car eating our lunches while watching the exploded van burn across the street. This got more interesting when the pick-up truck that apparently hit the van also exploded. Then, we doubled-back a little ways down Route 1 to a roadside tourist stop that’s been in business since admission was just 10…
Today, our goal was to make it to Key Largo, and I was excited. For the first time, we’d be leaving the mind-numbing Interstates in favor of smaller roads, with actual things to see along the way. But before leaving Miami, there was one stop we had to make: the oldest building in the Western…
We took off for Miami via the Turnpike – unfortunately, not the prettiest drive… A lot of people (including Vanilla Ice) recommended taking A1A, the old coastal route, for a portion of the journey to see both time worn and still popular beach towns. Unfortunately, I think we got on it a bit too close…
Before I get to our other Orlando stops, I need to make a quick mention of one of the all time best sandwiches I have ever eaten in my life.
On Saturday, after a 29 hour flight, my girlfriend and I landed in Tibet for our long-awaited vacation. And despite how exhausted we were, seeing the peaks of Everest through lines of tattered prayer flags was, without question, one of the most amazing moments in my life.