We made it to the Miccosukee area through the flat and treeless part of the Everglades, stopping at every tourist attraction. We also toured all the rest stops and free shows. The most worthwhile is Billie Swamp Safari although we declined the frightfully expensive airboat rides ($30 a pop). The outfit is quite large and sports its own café and mini-zoo. A lot to see so allow more time than we did.
We met and talked to a group of Swedish tourists. Actually Wallace did all the talking but he latches onto people quicker than I. The area out there is likely more above sea level than where I live. What is scary is the nearly complete lack of development. Other than a couple of beef or diary herds visible from the roadway, there seems to be no basis of economy out there. If it was my land, I’d be getting a little worried.
The slight differences in elevation bring about a startling change in flora. I would not doubt some of the rationale for calling it the “Sea of Grass” is the trees that sprout on any land even an inch higher than average. This gives them the impression of being islands. The soil, when you can see it, looks a little sandy. The substrate is petrified coral.
Most interesting feature? They have a series of cages with all the local poisonous snakes on display. Coral, Cottonmouth, even a rattlesnake. All this is situated along the entrance to the Swamp Water Café, so there are always gawkers. Such as myself. Every once in a while a couple of the staff walk by talking to each other. They mention barely loud enough that “About an hour ago one got away, so let me know if you see it.”
Staff? You bet. It would remind you of a summer camp, with sixteen bunks to the cabin. Except they are not cabins but those grass huts the Indians used to build before they moved into the government bungalows. I took no pictures, but I assure you the living is Spartan. Upper and lower bunks with no air conditioning. It would be an adventure if you were young enough.

I’ll quit with the details because there is enough video footage for a good documentary on the things we saw. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll figure out how to publish these things. Right now, I’m busy and you try to find somebody in Florida to give you a hand with that. Good friggin’ luck.
Want some trivia? Okay, the highest rated viewing audience for a first night television show was in Korea, where most of the population ran home to watch the premier episode of “Joanie Loves Chachi”. No, not a triumph of American television promotion, but more based on the face that “chachi” in Korean means “penis”.
Later, I had my first group class for music, and within the hour had the family band jamming to “Gloria”, “Louie Louie”, and “Stand By Me”. Complete adult and teenager mix, all of whom had never done anything of the kind before. Next week we will schedule a full class and they now have something to report back to the school board. And that is why you know who makes $25 per hour for teaching guitar and I make $75 per hour for teaching people to play music.
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