The name caught my eye: Stinky’s Bait Shack - and what I thought was a sign advertising food. At the front door, I had to make my way past two Tom Sawyer / Huck Finn-looking kids with poles, tackle boxes and bait balanced on their bikes, chirping about where they’d fish first. Inside, I saw this sign and knew I’d come to the right place.
Read MoreIt is amazing how much stuff is floating in the air in Florida, at least during the winter. In the beam of my headlamp, the atmosphere was thick with little flying floating flickering things - it looked like the footage you see from deep-sea submersibles. Through the swirling currents of air, the bathroom emerged out of the murky darkness like the wreckage of the Titanic. I wondered how much of that floaty stuff I was breathing in, but then decided I should obsess on something a little more controllable instead.
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