All of my life, it has been my dream to run around in the jungle like an aborigany, swinging in the trees and playing with monkeys. But apparently, the jungle is dangerous. You can't run around without clothes or play with monkeys; therefore, what's the point of going?
I decided to try again another day because everyone had a theory as to why the monkey didn't like me. The second time I went, the monkey did get closer, but only so he could bite me. In all seriousness, afterwords, I was sad and disappointed. But then Nadia's mom took us to eat camerones sudados, and they were oh so delicious. I think they are up there with lomo saltado and pollo a la brasa in my list of favorites. 
This is a good example of how my date with me monkey went. The monkey is in Nadia's hands. I am trying to put my hands under Nadia's, hoping the monkey will grow accustomed to my hands, or that perhaps he simply won't notice whose hands are holding him; the monkey, however, is peering at me with fear in his eyes and pushing as hard as he can to get away.
Naturally, I was very disappointed, but Nadia's grandmother in Monsefu has a pet monkey, and because of this I have been looking forward to visiting her for a long time. What I didn't know was that her monkey is racist; he hated me. Everyone in that house, including those who were visiting for the first time, got close to the monkey, and he repeatedly jumped in their arms, everyone, of course, except me. Whenever I approached, the monkey would bark at me like a dog and run to anyone else for safety. The only chance I got to touch him is when he was latched on to a cat; otherwise, he would push my hands away.
I decided to try again another day because everyone had a theory as to why the monkey didn't like me. The second time I went, the monkey did get closer, but only so he could bite me. In all seriousness, afterwords, I was sad and disappointed. But then Nadia's mom took us to eat camerones sudados, and they were oh so delicious. I think they are up there with lomo saltado and pollo a la brasa in my list of favorites. This is a good example of how my date with me monkey went. The monkey is in Nadia's hands. I am trying to put my hands under Nadia's, hoping the monkey will grow accustomed to my hands, or that perhaps he simply won't notice whose hands are holding him; the monkey, however, is peering at me with fear in his eyes and pushing as hard as he can to get away.
The monkey looking for fleas in Nadia's hair
Nadia acting like the monkey
Sudados de Camerones: Los mas ricos mariscos en el mundo
Skipper should be very jealous.
I'm sure he was scared of you. He's probably never seen a giant white guy before. You did look quite handsome though, and I'm glad you left your clothes on.
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