BuckeyeDennis wrote:My Mama taught me to admire the architecture, but hold hands with my womenfolk, when visiting manly men's ports. Like Key West, and San Francisco.
Boy you aren't kidding hold on to your woman when you are in Key West.
I was mortified, I never understood the expression woman often use, " He was undressing me with his eyes." until I was in Key West.
A girl in the skimpiest bikinni goes unnoticed but old farts are leered at. It was 25 years ago
My wife thought it was a riot. She really got me when she ducked down an alley leaving me alone walking down Duval street pass a bar. After she had her fun she came to my rescue laughing so hard that she was in tears. Never been whistled at before.

Needless to say we got out of town quick and I have no reason to ever return. From then on I stopped my southward travel at Marathon