Though I love living in a tropical paradise I’d be less than honest to say that it’s all fun and games. There are minor imperfections. Having had malaria seven times is an example. Horrible things called tropical ulcers and a flesh eating bacteria which attempted to remove my left are other trivial complaints. My recent bout with staph and bacillus bacterial gobbling up my olfactory organs, leaving me odorless (at least as far as I can tell) could have happened anywhere, but upper respiratory infections are very common here. You haven’t had a cold until you’ve had a “tropical cold”.
However, the trivial day to day irritations bug me the most. For instance, ants in the sugar:I slipped that pun in so cleverly that you may have missed it. It is also easy to miss the ants in the shot above, because they are the teensy variety. You can’t miss them when you take the lid off, though. They scurry around in a panic and try to hide by burrowing into the sugar. You can see them better if you click to enlarge.
You may also note that our sugar is rather odd looking. It smells funny too – not funny ha-ha. No, it’s more like funny they forgot to take some of the goop out when they were making it. Some might call it raw sugar. We call it the best we can get.
Here I have enlarged that culprits for you:I honestly don’t know how they get in the sugar. We take it straight from the bag and put it into an air-tight plastic container. The lid goes “suck” when you pull it off. One must assume that there are ant eggs in the sugar. Why these are considered a suitable ingredient I don’t know either.
Well, enough of that.
I managed to grab the wrong battery for my Canon G11 on Saturday morning, so I was out of juice half way through the dive.
It’s Sunday evening here. I’m pretty wasted from riding three hours on the Harley up the north coast road and back, dodging Harley-eating potholes all the way. I’ll have more to say about that tomorrow.
It’s too bad that it finally fell down. I was cool to get into the pilot house and look out at all of the fish swimming around.
They are very shy, so it’s difficult to catch them out in the open.
This Divericate Tree Coral (Gendronephthya roxasia) doesn’t move at all, so it’s no fuss to get a nice close-up:
Nice detail in that one. It’s worth a click to see the full-sized version.
I’ll have a Harley story tomorrow and some shots of the Tapira Surfing Club.Tags: ant, ants, arothron nigropunctatus, blackspotted puffer, divericate tree coral, gendronephthya roxasia, richard jones, sea fan, sugar, The Henry Leith