Cauley Square = Fail.

I went to Homestead both days this weekend. Yesterday, I went to Knaus Berry Farm for strawberry milkshakes and honey and cinnamon rolls, and then to Fruit and Spice Park (Boo-ringgg), and then to Schnabley Winery (skip the $7.00 tour, and go straight for the $6.00 tasting of almost-palatable wines), and then to Rosita's for Mexican food (Yum!).

Then, today I got a bug up my butt to go to Cauley Square, because I'd never been.

I'd never been for a reason, apparently. It's comprised of creaky little buildings, inhabited by little old ladies selling dusty dolls and milk-glass. It depressed me. Add to that the setting, which is heavy on the creepy Key-West vibe, and the place was downright unsettling. I wanted to get the hell out of there as soon as I got there.

On the plus side, it's inhabited by a group of diurnal raccoons, who made quite a show of scampering through the banyan trees, and wrestling on the roofs of the little houses. They were the highlight of the trip.

Otherwise... I wouldn't waste my time, unless you're pulling in for 10 minutes on the way to somewhere less... bleak.