life is what you make it

We both got a lot of reading done.
Though at 90% humidity, all things made of paper were warping nicely.

I had been complaining to Marc about not seeing any crabs. When we arrived, we had immediately seen the profuse amount of holes in the ground. But it had been two days since when we asked the hotel clerk what the holes were from and got our answer that they were from the noctural Halloween crabs.
Well, after coming back from dinner, lo and behold, just what did we find attracted to the candles we had now decided to put on the porch?
A trio of Halloween crabs.
They saw us and immediately scuttled away from our flashlights, backs to the wall.
Which made it harder for me to pick them up from behind.
They were making their way into the bathroom, which was on the first floor as well. Not wanting to be pinched inadvertently while going to the john, I tried to pick them up.
Not very easy to get them from behind when…

Lots of bruises and a huge adrenaline rush.

I climbed a tree covered with vines from a strangler fig.
If my photograph is shaky, that's because I took this picture just before I jumped out of the tree toward the ground below.