For the Monkeys

Ok, so this morning around 6:30 AM I was sitting in (what I thought) was my own little spot on campus just reading my Bible, watching the sunrise, journaling, and loving life. Then, about 30 minutes into my quiet time I started to hear rustling in the trees above me. I looked up and there I saw a monkey about medium size, staring at me. I ignored it for a bit, but then the rustling began again. I looked and saw four baby monkeys sitting in the tree immediately to my left, high up in the branches. They were the size of large kittens—totally adorable (from far away). Anyway, after a bit, a large one ran right past my feet and scared me half to death. I decided to get up from my spot and see what was really going on behind my back. I looked up into the trees once again and counted eight monkeys, not including the two newborn babies that were attached to the bellies of their mothers. Once I’d made my way to a grassy area about 40 feet away from the tree, each monkey came down the tree, one after the other, landed on the bench I’d been sitting on just minutes before, and made its way to another tree across the way. Pretty much, the monkeys had just been waiting for me to move. It scared me, cracked me up, and I was wishing the whole time that I had a camera. I’m going back to the same spot tomorrow morning and will most definitely be bringing my camera with me, but for now, these pictures from Google will have to do!

Till next time. No monkey business!! ;)