I’M HAVING A MONKEY PROBLEM
....AGAIN!!!!!
TANZANIA
FEBRUARY 2016
We are at the exit of the crater after a great afternoon of animal watching. But we must first stop and check out with the park rangers. Emelly, our driver, stops the truck and gets out. The rest of us stay behind in the safari truck. The top is still popped wide open so we can stand up, cameras in hands, ready to document anything and everything that we see. I am standing facing forward. Siobhan gets up to stand behind me. All of a sudden she screams. I turn around and see a large baboon right on top of our truck, just inches away from me. I scream as well. I am told that Siobhan’s scream was more of a screech. My scream was more authoritative. The baboon looks at one of us and the other and then he tremors in fear. He jumps off the truck so fast it’s almost like he vanished into thin air space.But then, seconds later, I see him reappear off in the distance. He doesn’t maintain any eye contact with us. Instead he cowers by himself, looking frequently but quickly to see if we left yet. We laugh at him with a false confidence because if the scenario repeats itself again we will be just as afraid again. We may have won this battle but I have not yet won my war against the damn monkey family.
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