Last morning in the Everglades (Florida Boating, Post 14)

Sunday morning, February 7

I promised more selfies, so here we are. This is what happens when I sleep in a van in the Florida humidity. My hair goes bonker-wonkers. I wasn’t originally going to actually post this picture, but heck, why not. Good morning sunshine.

You’re going to have to take my word for it that there was an amazing bright red bird at our campsite. See that red spot on a branch? Yep, it was a very cool bird.

I was busily trying to take a picture of a frog when some guy bicycled by with a camera on a stick. The first time he went by I had my head under the van (that’s the direction the frog went). When the guy came back again a minute later (and I still didn’t have a picture of my frog), I had a flash of sudden grumpiness and took a picture of the guy instead. Fine, if he’s going to put me on his youtube channel, I’m going to put him in my blog.

He was narrating something as he pointed his camera right at me. I don’t know what. Probably something like, “What is that crazy lady doing hopping around like that?”

I never did get a picture of the frog.

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