Sometimes you forget...

David here, Jenni is off to New York and I'm holding down the fort. She left at 1am last night and will arrive in New York at some point on Saturday. Potentially one of the longest days possible, although deceivingly short on the itinerary.

Nothing too new to blog about, but I thought I would share a short little story. Sometimes it is easy to forget that we live in the tropics, and that most things here are out to kill you, from parking garages to bus drivers. I went out for a run, and admittedly it has been a while, but the ol' stomach was starting to pop its head out again and decided it was time to start to possibly think about the potential of doing some sort of physical exercise. I did go for a short run along the sidewalk, next to a relatively busy road. Along the way, as I was gasping for air, I noticed this bright yellow blur out of the corner of my eye. It was headed straight for my foot, and instinctively (which is surprising) I jumped up and it passed underneath me. I turned around just in time to see a bright yellow snake with head up and mouth agape passing through the fence of a house. Had I held it by the tail, it probably would have been about 2 to 2 1/2 feet (wait till I blog about this again later and it turns into a 6ft long python). I couldn't find any pictures online, and don't have the slightest idea if it was poisonous, but for the sake of story I will say it was, and possibly belonged to a gang of some sort.

Sorry, I'm attempting to make the story of me jumping three inches off the ground over a little reptile sound more exciting. Nonetheless it is easy to forget where you are, and that there are plenty of wild animals around.