Some of the things we did in Florida, I'm not sure I would do again. Like swimming on Daytona beach. It wasn't until after we spent a full day swimming in water that went WAY over my head (to get to a sand bar a couple hundred meters out) that we found out how common sharks are in that area and how common shark BITES are in that area. Well here is another one. I still cringe at the thought of what we did this day- you'll understand a little better when you see the days to come. I told myself I would never swim in ANY water in Florida that wasn't a swimming pool or an ocean.
When swimming in the Itchetucknee springs came up, I thought I must be misinformed about alligators. It is a state park and so I felt like it must be safe.
This is the Blue Hole spring (not my picture). Itchetucknee springs was really crowded so we walked a little further down the trail to this one. (Can't you see that huge WELCOME ALLIGATORS sign??) We didn't either and jumped right in. As soon as I got in I started feeling really anxious- and every little log I kicked left me with a minor heart attack. But then I figured it I really did just kick an alligator it would have taken off my leg- and I would convince myself to swim longer, until the next panick attack. (I have a self diagnosed anxiety problem which leads me to do a lot of ridiculous and parranoid things in Daniels eyes.)
The water was very cold and Chase braved it longer than I thought he would, but wanted out after a short time in the water. Part of me breathed a sigh of relief, yet I still would have gotten back in if he would have lasted a little longer.
And this is the spring that was too crowded for us. It looks a little less alligator friendly, but still...
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That's what I always feel like on vacation. In Oregon I wasn't sure how afraid I should be of "sneaker waves, in Nebraska, the "extreem weather warnings" made me stay up all night watching the rain. Because I know that unless you live in Moab you don't know that you just don't swim in the river. All those little quirks about a place that a visitor doesn't know freak me out.
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