I have, embarrassingly enough, been coming here for many years. Perfectly located, from a geographic perspective, to be named the Last Chance.
The joint is the quintessential dive bar. The air hangs heavy with the stench of many Marlboros past and reeks of bad decisions, unsafe sex, fist fights, sweat, leather, blood, tears, canned domestic beers, plastic drinkwear, cheap gin, and sawdust.
Appropriately priced, and replete with a package store, this is the perfect stop for a coldy (decide before you drive) and a chat to make your self esteem soar before or after heading to the Keys.
Cabeza OUT!
This is an essential stop on the US1 stretch!
Dark enough that you need to pull your sunglasses down, sticky enough that you have to pick your feet up, and as broken-in as your favorite catchers mitt. Its a great start to a vacation or weekend in the Florida Keys; with cold beer and "old Florida" characters straight from a novel.
One more for the road!
I don't know how else to say this but, I F$!%#NG LOVE THIS PLACE!!! Â Ever since I was in college this has always been a mandatory stop on my way to the Keys and my wife and I keep that tradition alive.
What's not to like? Â Nice people, cold and cheap beer and a package store to pick up your last minute beers, booze and snacks.
Several locals and regulars cycle in and out while you're there and it's a dive.
I've always met nice people ready to share a story and a laugh when here.
The bathroom needs work, the floor needs cleaning and the lights could stand to be changed, but hey, if they did all that it wouldn't be The Last Chance!