A bayawak by my bedroom window, et. al.
Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007
Bayawak – a relative of the gecko and/or the komodo dragon, locals say they taste like chicken
I think there’s only two reasons why someone who’s been very active with blogging has not been putting any new entry for the past month:
1) Nothing eventful has happened in the past month
2) There’s just too many things happening that the blogger has no idea where to begin
Really dunno why I haven’t been blogging… makes you wonder.
Boracay during the rainy season can be a bit dull but it’s never dead, a lot of people just choose to stay in rather than get drenched. It has been raining for almost a month and I have chosen to stay in. In that regard, nothing blog-worthy has happened… maybe.
If some of us choose to stay in, there are certain things that creep out of their hiding places during these wet days:
First was a clawed-mountain crab of sorts, which intended to go inside the house. If I didn’t think it came out of the sewers it would have been a pleasant dinner. But since it’s been raining, no one never knows where these things come from, so I immediately protested when the idea of eating it was suggested. On the same night and in almost no time, an hermit crab knocked on the door.
Then there was a tiger looking fly infestation. There was enough flies in the apartment to lift a dead rat off the ground.
My next visitor was huge black spider with ultra long legs by the living room window, I was so scared but mister Joshua was kind enough to exterminate it for me.
The following morning, I was just sitting on the bed watching DVD. I would not be bothered by any sort of commotion, which may be happening above the basement. Not until, two men I sort of recognize are by my bedroom window tapping on the window and seemingly trying to catch something. I run to the door just enough to catch a glimpse of an iguana/crocodile looking thing held by the tail and the mouth. Apparently my neighbor, Chrissie, a very tall German woman, saw her two dogs chase after this bayawak making a run for the stairs heading down our basement. She then calls for help. Good thing, Wowie and Ryan, two of my neighbors where just hanging outside their house. And it’s also a good thing that I decided to close our main door when I went to the bedroom.
That shook me. From then on, I made a rule never to leave the main door open.
Still shaken, that night as I went up to the bathroom to pee, without looking I switched the light on. As I was about to zip my shorts I looked up and saw another spider just below the light switch. What was creepy about this particular spider, may she rest in peace, was not just it’s above average size but this white something underneath it’s beige skin (which I can only assume to be eggs). I shrieked for help and called out to Joshua.
Another one bites the dust.
p.s. I have unknowingly eaten bayawak back in high school. And from what I remember, they tasted better than chicken.
p.p.s. The bayawak is now my neighbor’s not-so-cute pet.
