“Thomas, I think I just saw a rat!” I screamed as I squinched my eyes up to see through the mosquito net, “Something is moving in the rafters.”
Snake #1 stares down at me
Thomas was busy brushing his teeth in our super-glam outdoor jungle bathroom in Khao Sok National Park, and I was too lazy to look for myself, so I just ignored the movement until the distinct slithering on the wall became too obvious to ignore. Damn, I thought to myself, another snake.
But I was wrong, it was two snakes. Two four-foot green snakes with beautiful red patterning along their backs. Clearly, Mother Nature had it in for us since I called her a bitch.
We brought in reinforcements – or more precisely, an old man with a long bamboo stick. I had had my fill of snake chasing in Koh Tarutao, so this time I thought I would let the “professionals” handle the problem. I moved outdoors to our terrace to take in the river views, a troop of long-tailed macaques monitored my every move, hoping for food.
In the background, I could hear the old man beating the hell out of something and Thomas yelling Continue…