Sitting on the rooftop cafe of our guesthouse the other day enjoying our lunch and admiring the view, we witnessed something very unsettling. A monkey jumped on top of our water tank, flipped open the lid, and began drinking from it. It sat there for a few minutes thinking and then took off. We share water with a monkey. We brush our teeth with this monkey water. We are trying our best to forget the incident.
There are monkeys everywhere here. Jumping all over the rooftops screeching and fighting. They're too big to be cute. They're actually a bit scary. Especially in numbers. Apparently someone next door to our guesthouse feels the same way. He or she keeps firing a shotgun at them. I can't see who's doing it, but the noise is deafening. Sarah jumps a mile every time.