Last Day
We're leaving on Day 1 of the rainy season.
This morning we are sittig in the gazebo on the canal as the rain buckets down on three sides. Below are views of the house, gazebo and canal taken before the rain. The constant cacophony of thunder echoes above and all around us, rolling off into the distance. Lightening flashes like a strobe and lights the dim white sky. Someone up there is taking flash photos.
A family of monitor lizards emerges one by one fromt their nest under the house and swim slowly along the banks of the canal hunting for breafast. Big daddy measures an impressive 4' from tip to tail.
We feasted on a breakfast of dim sum and fresh mangoes in the gazebo where the rain had dropped the temperature by nearly 20 degrees. I'm guessing because no one uses thermometers here. It's either hot, or very hot, or not so hot.
The rain also brought out hundreds of flying termites. The are was filled with them but if they had the misfortune of landing somewhere wet, their wings became too heavy to fly and the little geckos gobbled them up. But as the rain increased, so did the swarms and when they started touching my hair it creeped me out and I left.
This morning we are sittig in the gazebo on the canal as the rain buckets down on three sides. Below are views of the house, gazebo and canal taken before the rain. The constant cacophony of thunder echoes above and all around us, rolling off into the distance. Lightening flashes like a strobe and lights the dim white sky. Someone up there is taking flash photos.
A family of monitor lizards emerges one by one fromt their nest under the house and swim slowly along the banks of the canal hunting for breafast. Big daddy measures an impressive 4' from tip to tail.
We feasted on a breakfast of dim sum and fresh mangoes in the gazebo where the rain had dropped the temperature by nearly 20 degrees. I'm guessing because no one uses thermometers here. It's either hot, or very hot, or not so hot.
The rain also brought out hundreds of flying termites. The are was filled with them but if they had the misfortune of landing somewhere wet, their wings became too heavy to fly and the little geckos gobbled them up. But as the rain increased, so did the swarms and when they started touching my hair it creeped me out and I left.
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