Here is my family and I. They are very accommodating, helpful, and patient when I struggle with Spanish.
The following evening, as I was home alone, I discovered the next lovely creature. A spider the size of a small tarantula sitting inside of a bag of mine. Luckily I spotted it before I stuck my hand in the bag. Since I have never encountered such a spider before, I did not know anything about it. However, I wasn't going to take any chances. I ran over to my host grandparents that live next door. And my Grandpa (just to clarify he is probably in his late 40’s or early 50’s) ran over and “saved the day”. He killed the not so little fella, and then informed me that the large gray spiders are not dangerous. Only the black ones are dangerous. I however have decided that with the light being as dim as it is here, I don’t plan on ever taking that close of a look. Looks like my “No Killing of Innocent Creatures” Policy is about to change. I probably haven't killed anything beside mosquitoes in years..... but that doesn't seem like the best survival strategy in Panama.
I discovered my next friend when I woke up early one morning. The sun was not up yet, and apparently the bat didn't want to be up either. I think I woke him up when I turned on my lights and before I knew it he was flying in circles basically right around my head. Getting ready that morning was quite the task. I am really good at ducking now! This bat of mine since then has flown around my room a few more times when I have woken up before dawn. The last time I have seen him was when I left for a site visit last Thursday morning. I woke up at 5:30am, and right before I left my room and the house, the little fella did a lap around my room. But just a single lap. Considerate little guy, didn't bother me at all that morning before I left on my first big adventure. Instead, he just said a little goodbye. I think I just found myself a new friend! Any name suggestions?
Besides all these wonderful creatures that are apparently sharing my room with me, I have also encountered a variety of animals just around the neighborhood. Of course there are the huge toads that somehow always seem to get stuck in the kitchen and cant find their way out. Then there was the Iguana that our neighbor brought over (I think). Big guy!
And finally, a sloth. You know, just being a sloth and laying near the sidewalk. We encountered it on the way to the school building. The encounter turned into a small photo shoot. The sloth got annoyed and tried to flee. Now if you have ever seen a sloth move you can imagine how well this worked out for the sloth. After pulling itself forward twice with its arms, it just fell asleep. Poor guy.
About an hour later when we were returning to our part of town a little boy called out to us. We weren't sure what he was yelling about at first, but we soon discovered that there was a big blob on top of the antenna or post on top of a house. This blob was the sloth. How it got up there was beyond me. How it was able to hold on I also do not comprehend, but it sure held on strong. With the help of a ladder the owner of the house was able to get the sloth down. He was very smart however because instead of trying to take the sloth down, he instead took the pole down and walked across the street with the sloth hanging from the pole and let the sloth climb onto a branch on some tree. Happy sloth, happy me.
Sorry guys. I cant resize the last pic!
ReplyDeleteHoly moly, I don't know how you are so okay with a bat chilling in your bedroom! If it were me, I think I could keep my cool like you (...the first time, at least) but I would not be ready to name the fellow! +1 for Kaja :)
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