|Now, where was that path?|
For me, Florida is turning out to be a mixed bag. Parts of it do not appeal to me, but then, there are the gems...
Turning north from Ft. Myers (I decided it would be prudent of me to avoid the Miami area completely...), I took the back roads to the interior of the state. I'd found a state park in the middle of the swamplands, and thought I'd see if I could see some alligators.
I didn't see any, though I was told me they were there. What I did find was a forest landscape out of time, and some mosquitoes that the Minnesota cousins would be proud to claim as their own.
|I hope it doesn't learn how to crawl...|
The campgrounds are at the front of the park; the nature trails a short bike ride and an entire world away.
|Definitely not Kansas...|
And, though I wasn't expecting it to, the quiet worked its magic on my soul. I'd started the walk in a restless mood. Now that I'm past the first month of recovery from burnout, I'm not sure what I'm doing on this trip. My allotted time for travel is going quickly; shouldn't I be gathering an idea of what I want to do when it's over? I currently have no clue and some days it bothers me. As I walked and stopped and listened, all that didn't seem so important for a while. What was important was the beauty around me; creeping into my soul and quieting my doubts.
Stop. Relax. Breathe.