Thursday’s Special: Inflated to the Max

This week, Paula tells us:

Inflated is a word that lends itself to quite a few interpretations:

1. Blown up, puffed out

2. Raised, escalated

3. Exaggerated, overstated, embellished

4. Pompous, pretentious

She invites us to “Use these or some other meaning of inflated to show it in picture.”

Outside the Håagen Dazs ice cream parlor in Key West was this huge cardboard cutout. Of course 4-year-old Max couldn’t resist climbing up there and peeping over the top. It certainly inflated him in size.

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Wordless Wednesday: Let’s go fly a kite

This delightful sculpture was also in the same park as the benches I posted yesterday. I wonder if it was done by the same sculptor, J. Seward Johnson.

My Sunday Photo: Living the good life in Key West

Boats of all sizes abound in The Keys. Along the the road, we saw lots of vehicles towing boats, and there were hundreds of them stacked up at the various boat retailers along the highway. In Key West, luxury motor yachts regularly zipped their way past our hotel. What a life! I think I could definitely get used to it.

I’ve just seen that this is my 500th post since I restarted my blog 1 year and 9 months ago. Thanks so much to all of you who follow and comment here. ❤

The relaxing spirit of Key West

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Wishing you all a really relaxing weekend.

My Sunday Photo: Lock up your bicycle in Key West

I couldn’t resist a couple of photos of this bike with all it’s locks and trimmings, parked on Duval Street.

Is that a purple Elli hitching a ride?

Would you mind an upgrade?

We couldn’t get a booking at the same hotel as our son and family for the Tuesday night, so stayed at ‘Ocean Key Resort and Spa’ just across the road. When we checked in, the young woman behind the desk asked, “Would you mind having the Honeymoon Suite? It’s a little smaller but there’s a great view from the balcony.”

“It’s got a shower and a jacuzzi.”

I replied, “I’d really hate that, but I’m sure we’ll cope.”

Our son offered to trade us for their room with a view of the car park, on condition we also had the three grandchildren for the night. I really love him to bits, but there are limits. What do you think we did?