Dense, let’s talk about the thickness of the air in the world’s oldest rainforest, Daintree. Everything here seems to weigh down on you. The air brimming with humidity. The trees towering over you like they would have over other visitors millions of years ago. The foliage cramming into every free space available. The wildlife scurrying here or there, shattering the silence with shrill calls and a jumble of noises. Lastly, the silence. Those moments when the rainforest takes a pause and everything in the forest holds its collective breath. Yeah, I’d say that Daintree is dense and that density still weighs on my heart and mind.