A Non-Camper Sleeps in the Jungle. With Monkeys.
To say that it’s disorienting to be woken up at 4 a.m. in the middle of the jungle by a disembodied, deep-throated howling would be an understatement.
It’s not just disorienting. It’s fucking terrifying.
Add to this being sick with the flu, exhausted from staying up later than you should have to star gaze, and sticky from the jungle humidity, and perhaps you’ll be able to imagine my experience camping in Tikal National Park.
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