I have been to the jungles so thick
with hard woods and vines our machetes became nicked from trying to
cut it through. Tolerating swarms of mosquitoes, wading through
putrid swamp waters as poisonous snakes swam by. Sleeping in humid
jungle so thick that even in daylight the light was colored dark
green; the night so dark and ominous with every creature found in
nightmares coming out to feed. The humidity like a smothering blanket
that quickly turned steel to rust.
