Everglades National Park
Water moves so slowly here you have to watch a single blade of sawgrass for minutes just to prove it is flowing at all. It is not a stagnant swamp. Instead, it is a sheet of fresh water creeping across southern Florida towards the sea. Step out onto the boardwalks of the Anhinga Trail and the heavy, sweet scent of damp soil and mahogany immediately fills the air. A solitary mosquito will inevitably hum near your ear as the afternoon humidity settles on your skin. This immense wilderness humbles visitors with its flat, vast horizon, interrupted only by clusters of cypress trees and the sudden, explosive splash of a green heron hunting in the shallows. Down in the marl prairies, a pair of alligators rests on a muddy bank with their jaws open to the sun.
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