Daddy had the honor of having his fortune read by a monkey! Can you guess where the crystal ball was? But seriously though, I think dad's lack of hair was to his advantage. The men who were sat upon after him all had looks of excrutiating pain on their faces from the monkey pulling their hair.
Momma and the monkey. It was so polite it even crossed its legs.
Here is Jackie holding a baby python. When we asked if it would bite the man said no, he had eaten his bird for the month. So it seems the pythons are fairly easy to feed and take care of. That is of course up until the point when you have to start feeding them pigs and small ponies.
Momma and I sipping our cantalope drinks on a sweltering Sunday afternoon at Bantawai wood carving village.
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