And so we make it back to the park, and after passing all the perfectly manicured lawns and sculpted trees we find this enormous boating lake. We don't get a boat and instead find a spot on the grass to sit and properly rest our feet, careful to avoid being bitten. We've not seen any mosquitos on this trip so far but we know neither of us have a good history of sitting on grass. We survive unscathed and, out of water, begin to look at our options. The rest was like an injection of anaesthetic into our feet.
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