Edward B. Knight Pier — Attraction in Key West

And also for the people that keep saying that the homeless people are the one that leaving all this trash are small percent I've been living here for a few years and a lot of the same people that literally trash his place all the people that come in your vacation believe it or not some of the people that comes on boats I'm at angler and I'm always having fights with people that are a little bit too rich and spoiled and they let they trash all over the place one thing also I was State of Florida needs to pick up these trash that comes from these rich people house after the storm I don't understand why is it that they have the trash Metairie across the whole Bay in the ocean but they're not responsible to be paying for it and you did not take your things down afterwards storm you should be able to pay for no matter how much money you pay or your house is worth find them so you can get him a nice build that you can get this place fixed up and clean it is easy people buy stuff you can scan it it gives a trace of where ever brought it get this s* done Florida is looking...

I really liked this pier. We accidentally stumbled upon it while driving down the beach. There was a big farmers market going on across the street as well. The pier is concrete and goes really far out into the ocean. This is good for those wanting to fish as well as those wanting good ocean pics. At the entrance is the Key West AIDS Memorial which was nice to see. Throughout the pier there are several benches you can sit and soak up the sun on if you get tired of walking or too hot. There weren’t a ton of people but the pier is very wide and long so it wouldn’t matter if there were. When we got to the very end, we actually saw a couple of stingrays out swimming together which was very cool. The water was clear as can be so you can see all the way to the bottom and spot anything. Def not the Gulf of Mexico...

Spiritual encounter: I went back as far as I could and leaned over the edge, watching fish swim below, counting the sea urchins, feeling depressed and looking for anything in the ocean to distract me as the sun set. I noticed two women speaking a language that I didn't understand. When they stopped talking, I heard deep breathing, so I looked up to find one of them meditating about 12 feet from where I was laying. I decided to join, so I sat up on the rail, found a comfortable position and started breathing. Eventually her breathing stopped so I opened my eyes to see what happened, and she was praying. Thank you, you...