From left to right: Ken on his Blackberry; view of Key West Harbor from the AtlantiCat; Avalon B&B; Ken/Doyle

Rob with his road bike; Donna & the kids in an electric car; view from a Mallory Square; mirth at Mallory Square

We walked into the bar, each sitting upon a stool,

Said to the waitress, "Just give us anything that's cool!"

We waited for our drinks which was such a chore,

Glancing at our watches and Renee eat up the dance floor.

Chris and Ken Wagner; Renee admiring Chris's hat; Chris and Renee; Renee and Ken

Renee dancing; Ken drinking; Ken, Rob and Renee admiring the view; Ken's rear view

Ken; Chris and Ken; Marty and Taylor; Donna and Rob

The Boys; an expensive rickshaw ride; Ken and Chris enjoying a ride back to the B&B; view from the back of a rickshaw

So, we drank a lot of alcohol. It helped us stay balanced,

Sure, (hic) we wobbled once or twice, in keeping with the parlance.

On Saturday, (hic) we drank some more gin, rum and whiskey,

It didn't matter which we chose, (hic) it all made us frisky.

Taylor on stage; singing along with the guitarist; Marty and Taylor at Sloppy Joe's

Sloppy Joes: Marty and Taylor; Marty and Taylor, again; Doyle, Ken and Chris; Taylor and Doyle

Sloppy Joes: Taylor and Doyle; Taylor and Doyle; Marty, Taylor and Doyle

The cuddly Wagners

On Sunday, the boat wouldn't set sail in the waters,

So, we were all stuck on Duval with only two-wheelers.

Thus, we booked return flights and rented a Lincoln,

"Good-bye" Key West, next time we'll be a-flyin'.

Ken giving Renee a ride; view from the pier; Taylor on his beach cruiser

Doyle on Sunday's bike ride; the boys; Martha on her cruiser; view from the pier

Leaving Key West on a puddle-jumper