|I finally caught that dragon that I spotted yesterday!|
|So apparently, the park just burns their trash, and the monkeys come|
to search for some food scraps. This monkey didn't see me, but they
do appear much bigger in person.
I take the main road South, bumping along the red mud and lava rock track, and pass a few lookout towers. These rickety old things, are quite rusted and missing plenty of boards, but they are meant to be used to gaze over the grasslands in hopes of spotting large ungulates grazing.
|Eh, who needs steps on a watch tower anyway?|
|These seemed to be some of the nicer houses in the village.|
Closer to the village I view several farm fields and small houses and shacks with chickens, ducks, dogs, pigs, and cows places hap-hazardously throughout. It becomes a bit more clear to me just how these people live. I've never seen such an isolated village, in which the people live so modestly, yet so happily. Children play in large groups, in whatever front yard they please, while mothers cook in the backs of open front houses that are no more than 300 square feet of floor space. The men seem to be all out working, repairing, or cleaning whatever needs to be done. Nobody has fences, front doors, or large automobiles, and I can't help but wonder, who is really happier?
|And when I got back to my cabin, I saw this MASSIVE sider on my wall. |
Good to know that something is here to eat those pesky moths!