Last night there was a big tropical storm. It’s not so
appealing sleeping in a wooden shack, suspended 20ft above the sea, during a
tropical storm. At one point I even packed my bag should we have to evacuate. Sarah
slept soundly through the majority, whilst I lay here and worried.
Today I witnessed something quite peculiar. A small goat was
suckling from a larger goat’s tite, whilst another mounted the smaller goat and
started to have his way. Goats are strange creatures.
We walked to the beach where I painted a picture of the
island. As we walked along the path, we had to run for cover as the monkeys
decided to drop large, halfeaten fruits on us from high above the trees.
It rained for the majority of the day in which confined us
to our room. We spent the day reading and talking. It’s quite nice being in a
tropical storm out here, makes a change from the scorching sun we've become
accustom to so far on this trip.
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