Who doesn't love crocodiles? They are like a remnant of a time far before the first records of human life were found. A path of fine light brown sand leads a good two hundred meters stright through to heart of the glass tent. Following a stairway to your right to a more cut-off part of the area, you walk through a small cave-like pathway and enter a huge and rather calm swamp area with streaked reinforced paths and long wooden bridges, fences denying entrance to, or escape from the water.
A wooden footbridge some twenty meters before you catches you eye. Barrier tape hangs from the fence poles at its entrance, signalling none is allowed to walk over it. Unfortunate, as the bridge lead straight over the great body of water in the areas center, giving you the best chance at a unique close 360° look. You believe to locate some large reptiles swimming around a spot you could get perfectly close to if you were to use the shut off bridge.
After quickly pondering and evaluating in your mind, the possible risk and reward, you decide to . . .
