This sand crab had luck finding a dead moth, but the bloody thing does not fit into his front door. When two hours later I left the beach it was still sitting there considering its options:
I did not dare to put it over my neck:
Gossips:
Hotel manager is watering plants in the morning while blue smoke rises everywhere in the neighbourhood from burning stoves (did I mention that electricity here is from 5pm till 11pm?):
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
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