I ended up going on yesterday after all and managed to hobble about eight miles. Lucked upon the Conch on Inn and the extraordinary hospitality of Mike and Cindy; they just bought the place after retiring from their old jobs, and are restoring it very nicely. Cindy fed me beef stew from her own kitchen and they asked me to help dispose of all their excess beer. Tough, but I took the bullet, and passed a pleasant evening on their patio on the inlet with them and Mike and Diane, a very nice couple from Toronto (which I correctly identified as being in Ontario). Took a pic but it didn't come out in the dark.
Also met Kenny yesterday, a young man full of faith who pulled over to talk as I was resting on the side of the road. We ended up talking for a couple of hours, and I felt quite encouraged after. I think the Lord sent him my way.
Walking...or limping...through Tavernier today, and hope to be in Key Largo (last stop in the Keys) tomorrow or the day after. As predicted, I am seriously ready to stop paying for lodging.
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