Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Bathing with Crocs

I loved the bouquet of flowers this driver stashed in his tuktuk. Even three-wheeler drivers talk on their phones and drive. This road to Islander isn't paved, so it was like riding a bucking bronco on top of that! 

The locals bathe and wash clothes in the lake everyday, unafraid of a family of crocodiles that lives here too. The baby is over 5 feet long. They said the crocodiles don't bother them. (No, I haven't gone in yet.)

One tree on the lake is the evening abode of two different flocks. Black birds (which sleep in the upper half) and white cranes (which sleep on the lower branches).

Almost full moon rising over Islander.

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