The air is stale, humid. There is a hot, musty breeze that blows your hair and warms your skin, just as it does at the beach, yet without the coolness of the ocean. You feel sticky with sweat. The only sounds heard is the sound of bugs humming, birds cawing, and the breeze swaying the grasses, swishing them together. You smell the sweet scent of grass, just as if it’s just been mowed, and the sweet smell of flowers. The taste in your mouth is dry like sandpaper since the humid air around you has seemed the dry your throat as well.