|Little R loves baked beans, British-style|
After breakfast, we played on the beach again. B snorkeled a bit (there is a house reef offshore) and little R investigated the properties of sand (including its edibility: she concluded it was not tasty). Then little R had a nap; once she woke up, we hired a boat taxi and sped off to Air Batang, a kampung to the north with nice diving opportunities.
|Whee!! Little R fell asleep: she doesn't scare easily|
|Little R in the kampung|
|Little R and her car|
|Reading The Hunger Games|
Then we went back to bed (though I was rather reluctant). But we didn't fall asleep. B said, "The funny thing about insects is that once you start thinking about them, you imagine they are everywhere." I agreed, but then a minute later, he said, "I think we need to turn on the light", very calmly, so as not to upset me. There was a rather large bug (about the size of a quarter) nestling on his boxers. He killed that one too, and we returned to bed, but I couldn't sleep and neither could B. Five minutes passed, and then B felt another bug. This time it was a large moth (the size of half my hand), which somehow had gotten under the covers. We decided our room was cursed and unclean, and went to sleep in little R's room. No bugs bothered us there, but I had nightmares all night in which bugs were trying to eat me.
This reminds me why I am not really a fan of the jungle.