most of this time lying by pools on the aptly named Sunshine Key, and in Key
West. So dramatic was the improvement in conditions, and so strong was my
paranoia that it would be short-lived, that I ended up getting sun burnt. At
least we would not be going home pale and pasty; the lobster look is much
better.
On our last day in the Keys our personal rain cloud, in the form of
several short, but heavy showers, gave us a farewell. This seemed entirely
appropriate and resulted in wry grins (and only a few curses).
While we had been travelling we had been receiving regular updates on the
weather back home. We knew we would be going back to conditions
considerably cooler than the 80 degrees in southern Florida. Fortunately our
flight back was not direct and after the plane journey from Miami to New York
we had a few hours in the noticeably chillier climate of the Big Apple in order
to acclimatize in readiness for the British winter!
Disappointingly there was no snow when we got back to Birmingham -
doesn’t it always snow in the British winter? There wasn’t even any fog either!
Well, at least the assumption that English people spend all their time talking
about the weather is not true...