Maybe its the chilly weather or maybe I just want to disappear for a while, but Key West has been dominating my daydreams as of late. I want to walk along Mallory Square with the rest of the weirdos and sun worshipers smoking an El Hemingway handmade at the Key West Cigar Factory and soaking in the scenery. I want to ride a rented scooter everywhere, sip on frozen drinks and leave my worries somewhere far far away.

The Conch Republic has been calling me and this article by Lee Smith published in Garden & Gun a while ago just made my longing worse. I stumbled upon it earlier today and thought I would share it with you.

Stay Weird Parrotheads. Grab a cocktail and R E A D  T H I S.