In our impromptu family reunion trip to the South, we encountered many different new experiences. We checked out Pensacola’s white sands, we visited the Black Water River State Park, and even braved the array of fresh seafood from the Gulf, including some awesome seafood nachos at Flounder’s on the beach:
Some of us traveled to the exotic Waffle House for cheesy grits and fresh ham, even. The South is a marvelous blend of interesting tastes and experiences!
Then there’s the swamp.
My son-in-law was excited about the possibility of seeing alligators in the wild at the Black Water River Park, but although we did see several living things, an alligator was not one of them. So we went to Alligator Alley across the border in Alabama instead.
This place advertised over a hundred alligators (at least the adults…there was a slough of young’uns, too), and we got to see quite a few.
Of course, as in any swamp, alligators were not the only occupants:
And of course, the day would not be complete unless everyone got to hold an alligator!!
And of course, the obligatory, “Will the guy get eaten feeding hunks of hairy wild pig to the wild alligators?” 
On the way out,
Yurie had to check out the other wildlife–glad that fence was there. That guy looked like he meant business!
So we counted to make sure we had all the children, and left the swamp, reminiscing on everything we’d seen and also so much we hadn’t seen, that lived just under the water’s shadowed edge…
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