The heat! Hunting for rare plants was one thing. Doing it in tropical temperatures was quite another. He was simply melting!
He wasn’t even sure they’d understood the directions properly. School Portuguese only went so far in the Brazilian interior. And had that man really understood what they were looking for? Or had he just taken pity on their hopeful expressions? Brazilians wanted to help! Whether or not they understood you…
Whatever Steph said: there was the river, he  was taking a dip. He stripped quickly, before she was close enough to protest.
Gerald clearly hadn’t understood the warning.
Crocodiles!
The 100 word challenge for grown-ups, at Julia’s Place: Heat.
Photos taken in the Jardim Botânico of São Paulo. Orchids, I think. If you know what kind, please let me know. Thanks!
Update: scary but gorgeous topical photo in National Geographic!
Stray Thoughts 
I never saw the ending coming. Of course, it’s Brazil. Very good. I LIKE this one.
You’ll laugh, but neither did I. 🙂
Magnifiques photos de fleurs si dĂ©licates. J’aime beaucoup 🙂
Merci! 🙂
Got to know the dialect. Truely enjoyed this.
Thank-you kindly.
Your poem is quite powerful. (I couldn’t comment on your blog.)
Oh!
I thank you for such a lovely comment.
Uh-oh! Well, he’ll make the crocodiles a beautiful lunch!
A timely meal, I’m sure!
Thanks for visiting!
A surprise ending. I like it!
Thank-you!
Note: I fished this out the spamfolder, maybe watch out if more of your comments are disappearing?
How strange. Maybe it thought my comment was rubbish? LOL.
Generally the filter is good at recognising spam, which usually either offers sex-dates, or congratulates you in broken English on an informative or well-researched post (great for Silent Sunday picture posts), and adds it is almost likely to bookmark your site. 🙂
Sad situation for Gerald!
My response to the prompt: http://www.aliciaaudrey.com/blog/100-word-story-heat/
Gerald’s out of it all, now. Pretty scary for Steph, though…
Your story has great build-up of tension.