Some of us after hiking the cliffs.



Dans la rue.



That was our hut in Siby, which was our first excursion spot.



But now it is story time.
This happened about a week ago, before my sister and I put the mosquito net up. It was a nice cool evening, it had just rained and I was getting ready to go to bed. After I finished up at the hole (la toilette) I laid down on the bed, sprawled out on my stomach. It was completely dark at this point and I was exhausted from the activities of the day and was half asleep when I felt something on my back. I woke up a little and tried to decipher what it was. There were four distict pawprints. I told myself it was the cat, that there was nothing to worry about. But then it climed up my back and rested on my pillow. I decided to slowly maneuver my hand to see what it was by touch. It was not a cat...