Sunday 7 August 2011

What's deadlier than a shark?

We bade farewell to the Naples site and drove down highway 41. First we stopped briefly to see the Alligators again before continuing a further 30 miles to Shark Valley.

Most of the valley is accessible only by guided tram tour or bike but there is a short walk available. The place was full of life - many turtles, crickets, fish and even several baby alligators (mom was no doubt close by but invisible to our eyes). There are no sharks in Shark Valley but there is a ferocious biter: the mosquito.

We got severely bitten - Harriet much less so because she was covered up thankfully. Even now, more than a day later I am struggling not to scratch my entire body.

So onwards to our next stop. I was concerned about this one because it wasn't a national/state park or major chain. In fact it turned out to be fine although the employee who guided us to our pitch made us cringe with his remark about how useful she must be for meeting women at the grocery store. Harriet loved the playground and the play-house in particular.

It was another sound and light show that provided some distraction from the urge to itch.

Tomorrow: the Keys.