Day 8 I was soooo glad to be going home, as my children were beginning to feel like distant memories, too good to be true. We decided since we had some time to kill before our flight, it would be a great opportunity to do some gator hunting.
A Dead gator. The only one slow enough for me to get a picture of
A tortoise whose owners didn’t put it in a big enough cage, therefore disfiguring his poor shell.
It was : early, loud, cold, fast, exciting, FUN
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