There’s just something about the road. Maybe it’s the consistency. Maybe it’s the idea of beginnings and endings. Maybe it’s everything in between.
Come rain or delayed planes or lack of sleep due to the loud hotel, I was going to drive down
US-1, through the Keys.
Don’t ask me why.
(Please. My mother does that enough for everyone).
Just something I had to do.
Map. Car. Buffett. I was on my way.
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I reserved a rental online. They called it something like an “economy car.” I’m generally very economical.
They ran out.
Here’s what I was issued instead:
Let the cliche begin.
I think it was fate.
I started the drive early, watching the sun rise over Miami.
When I finally hit US-1 past Florida City (I think), I had my first sight of the Two Lane Temptation. I was all Christmas morning excited- you know, where you get that feeling in your gut that you’re in a great moment? That feeling. It would last most of the drive.
The sight of the ocean on the right AND the left never grew old. I was amazed each time I looked out into the never ending horizons.
The Bridge?
Nice.
All Seven Miles of it.
And finally, I reached the end.
Mile 0.
Naturally, it was time for some rest and a drink.
A trip I’m so glad to have taken.
Time well spent.