Night Riders!

My darling husband and I have been riding our bikes regularly the past few weeks, getting better at navigating those crazy south Florida drivers by sticking to the side and back streets wherever possible. So, last Friday we decided to do a night ride. It was still light when we arrived at Maguires Hill 16 on Andrews Avenue, but we knew it would be dark by the time we departed. For those of you not familiar with Maguires, it's an Irish bar and restaurant and the food is really good! We usually sit at the bar where we are catered to by our favorite bartender, Katie. And, we like the camaraderie of the locals who hang out there, like us.

My husband especially likes the atmosphere of Maguires. He says it reminds him of places he liked to visit in his home country of Germany. That old world charm comes from a lot of wood and a wonderful collection of Tiffany-style lampshades around the building. No two are alike, which lends an air of authenticity to the place.

As we left the place, we encountered a wonderful canine, Roxie. She got down from her spot and came over to sniff me and say "Hello." She even let me take her picture!

I love places that allow dogs. What would the world be like without dogs? Or Irish bars?

Welcome to The Pink Bike!

I got a new bike for Christmas! My darling husband and I decided that we'd rather have new bikes than another new shirt/perfume this year and we're enjoying "learning" to ride again!

I lived in Key West from 1975 to 1982 and for the first four years, I had only a bicycle for transportation. Now, Key West is only five miles at its widest point, so a bike really was the only way to go back then. I was poor back then, too, and couldn't afford a car or insurance, so the bike was my salvation. In 1979 I bought a beautiful white Peugot and was thrilled with how fast and sleek it was. One evening, a few months after I got it, I went to the Waterfront Playhouse on Mallory Square where I was involved with the theatre group, just stopping in to say "Hello" to some of my actor friends and find out what was on the schedule for auditions. I wasn't in the theatre 15 minutes. I had locked by bike to the stair rails in front of the theatre. And, when I came out of the theatre, it was gone. Gone! Gone! Gone! I was heartbroken.

So, now, some 20+ years later, I've got a new pink bike and I'm just tickled pink with it! This new blog will include stories and pictures from adventures with the pink bike along with whatever else I feel like sharing, so stay tuned!