I absolutely adore Mississippi, but every time I visit I get absolutely savaged by ants
Full disclosure; I was born, raised, and currently live overseas so I don't have the ant-awareness that seems to be bred into every American.
I visit Mississippi at least once a year, and as soon as I step off the plane the countdown begins as to when the little fuckers will inevitably get me.
This trip I managed to last exactly one week before I stopped to take a picture of a lovely stretch of the Pascagoula coast line and they were on me in less than 30 seconds.