Scurrying in the Rain

Sand crabs are fun to watch. They scurry. I don't often see animals that so clearly "scurry" rather than just walk or amble, but the average sand crab certainly does scurry. They scurry about, to and fro, digging holes and then jumping into them. I like sand crabs. I like watching them scurry.

But I'll tell you what I don't like: bullfrogs. And I'll tell you why: because they don't have any respect. They don't have any respect for the silence of the night, and the fact that it's the time for people to sleep. Instead, they make their awful, droning bullfrog sound, over and over and over again. The ones in Ko Lanta sound like Charlie Brown's teacher, if she were made into a zombie, and she only said one word. One word. Over and over again, outside of your bungalow in southern Thailand: "WaaaaaaaaaWa. WaaaaaaaaaWa."

But, anyway.....

Other than that, Ko Lanta is amazing. The only problem now is that it's raining, and has been for the last two days. So, I'm just re-reading a book that I brought (Dave Eggers' You Shall Know our Velocity) and am catching up on my wall-staring.