We walked 2 hours.
Over 4 miles.
And maybe we hit about 1/8 of it.
It was August.
It was 90 degrees.
Plus 90% humidity.
At one point I felt like the next step would be death.
My sweat did not glisten any longer, it reflected my last moments of life.
My husband is a funny man.
I was not amused.
I made it through that day.
How do people live in humidity. Please explain it to this California girl.