Being a botanist
The picture says it all. As I turned back to see how my companions were doing, all my botanical instincts went on high alert and I felt myself leap out of my skin. The mozzies were a welcome menace and the mud was spa-treatment. Yes, I have been deprived. I am an unabashed botanist.







Hehehe, Life is Beautiful!
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Heh same here man. Felt this when I saw pitcher plants, rhodendrons, and yes even bashing around in the mud, smelling the sulphur dioxide.