well... no, in fact its a family of monkeys running and jumping first to our balcony rail, then against our door, and then yes, to the *tin* roof. it didn't happen the first couple of nights, but then when we heard it in the p.m. we first looked at each other and then shrugged it off. once again, i am amazed at how nonchalant we become about monkeys tearng off over the roof, or walking by them on the street-not to say i STILL don't stop everytime to take a picture-but i don't think i ever imagined a time in my life when it wouldn't seem a big deal to hear the monkeys on the roof.... or to hear the words: it must be a family of monkeys. i love them. i am totally fascinated by
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