Monkey

It turns out that a monkey lives in the trees opposite our hotel. He seems quite a civilised sort of chap, sometimes to be seen strolling casually up and down the boulevard, sometimes nibbling pensively on a banana. I hear from a local guide that he is of the banana-eating persuasion. Apparently other monkeys are given to eating much more exotic foodstuffs, such as mango and sugar cane. But not our monkey, he’s just not that kind of monkey.