
Our 3 days in heaven are over and we made it back to St. Augustine. I already miss my senior citizen neighbors and their wise words. Bryan and Andrew found them some European Goddesses. Mac didn't. And me and Thomas cuddled. Last night could have possibly been the coolest night of mine and Thomas' lives. We ate at a sub par all you can eat seafood buffet to start the night off right. Then we went and hung out with a bartender who gaves us the inside knowledge on the island. Then we went around and mingled. On our way out of a bar a homeless guy started talking to me and Thomas and we ended up hanging out and playing music for an hour and a half. It was one of the coolest things I have ever done in my life. On the cab ride home this huge guy that looked like a homeless Santa Claus told us that when he retires he is gonna mow down 4 or 5 tourists and some petty bike drivers with his death chariot. So be looking for that on the news. He tells us all this after I tell him that I want to get a job being a petty bike driver. Key West was the bees knees.