This morning, one of the girls in my house told me that we always keep the screen door closed, because sometimes there are monkeys on the terrace. I’ve only seen monkeys once since I got to India, so I was like “Haha, okay,” thinking it probably won’t happen while I’m here.
Spoiler: it didn’t happen. But a few minutes after she left, I glanced out the kitchen window to this little park/garden area behind the house. AND THERE WERE SO MANY MONKEYS! I spent like 20 minutes watching them. Three little ones were playing and tumbling around, and some adult monkeys were apathetically supervising them. They were so cute, all flopping around through the trees. At one point, I saw a teeny tiny little bitty baby monkey and I completely froke out with no one to share it with.
I took a bunch of crappy videos of them. More crappy videos will follow, I’m sure.
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