The one strange thing was that there almost wasn't a soul in downtown Jackson. We were standing in this park in front of the Capitol, and for a few minutes we didn't see one human being. Granted, it was after 5pm on a holiday, but it was almost like one of those movies where everyone just disappeared, and you're the last person in the city. All you could hear was the cicadas...
...which I had to admit were so loud that I didn't think they could be insects. Sandy thought they were bugs, but I thought maybe they were birds...? My Yankee upbringing didn't teach me what a cicada sounds like, and crickets certainly aren't that loud. Well, a quick Google search and a YouTube video proved me wrong:
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