It was strange because you had posted originally and I had tried to comment that the teahouse looked like a model, until you looked at some of the other pictures with it. It's really baffling. I cry when I get too confused. *brain hurts*
Round about thirty seconds, as far as I can tell. :D I posted it from Flickr, then realized I wanted to include the big picture in the post, not a small version, and deleted it. The couldn't figure out how to include the big versions without doing what I did, which is hand-coding the IMG tags. Ah well.
They were ATTACKED by VERVETS in the NGORONGORO CRATER!!
Decided it was time for a change. And I was, indeed, attacked by vervet monkeys in the Ngorongoro Crater. Back in 1991, Dad went to Nairobi for a conference. Mom told me that I needed to go with him instead of her since I was only six when we left Africa. After the conference we went on a short safari, and one of teh days was in the Ngorongoro Crater.
Tourists feed the vervets and so they get aggressive. We stopped for lunch in the Crater, and I got jumped by monkeys who were trying to get my apple - not hurt, just scared. And then my dad had us get back in the Land Rover and I attmepted to tell him that the sunroof was open, but he either didn't understand what I was saying or didn't think it was an issue, and another damn vervet jumped in, bounded off me and grabbed part of our guide's lunch, and bounded back out.
And to think I used to think the damn things were cute, with their grey fur and soft black velvet faces.
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It really looks nifty on aerial city shots, but I don't have any of those.
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OT: vervets?
Re: OT: vervets?
Decided it was time for a change. And I was, indeed, attacked by vervet monkeys in the Ngorongoro Crater. Back in 1991, Dad went to Nairobi for a conference. Mom told me that I needed to go with him instead of her since I was only six when we left Africa. After the conference we went on a short safari, and one of teh days was in the Ngorongoro Crater.
Tourists feed the vervets and so they get aggressive. We stopped for lunch in the Crater, and I got jumped by monkeys who were trying to get my apple - not hurt, just scared. And then my dad had us get back in the Land Rover and I attmepted to tell him that the sunroof was open, but he either didn't understand what I was saying or didn't think it was an issue, and another damn vervet jumped in, bounded off me and grabbed part of our guide's lunch, and bounded back out.
And to think I used to think the damn things were cute, with their grey fur and soft black velvet faces.
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