I felt less emotional this morning when I woke up, more reflective today. I was back on quarantine and thankfully there was no projectile shit! All of them were calm today with no grabbing, so I swiftly finished with all the cages. I set to making gibbon enrichment. Now these little fellows are not very clever so it was time to think like a gibbon. I got some big water bottles and chopped off the tops, I filled them with raisins, dried fruit and nuts. I did two for each gibbon and popped a boiled egg in one. I made some holes in the top and looped string through then hung them in their cages and filled with water.
It was fascinating to watch them. Rosey went straight for the egg. Crazy and Physco (the other two girls) didn't like getting their fingers wet and didn't spot the eggs. The boys tipped up the beakers to get the water out then ate the nuts etc.. Each have their own personalities and it's when you give them stuff like this you can see them shine through.
I opted for the farm this afternoon. It really is amazing to see how we have turned an empty field into what now resembles a small farm. The hut has also been built, so there is now somewhere to shield from the Borneo sun. We carried on with trenches and paths and then popped to the other farm which is a new purchase by the centre. There is a lot of work to do on that one too.
When I got home Birgit informed me that her and Edie had put the Orang hammocks up and Edie tested them out by climbing in (I will upload the photos at some point) then it was time to get ready for the party at Richards longhouse.
It was about 30mins walk from ours so off we went beers in hand. His wife had set out a banquet and it included a beef stew. Hallelujah! Meat! It was delicious! Then the rice whiskey came out, followed by the karaoke. I then I discovered a pole outside! I realised how much I have missed my classes. So I climbed up the 20ft and busted a few moves. I did fall on a car at one point but I was too drunk to care.
Mel and I headed back about midnight where I preceded to throw up and pass out on the balcony. I blame Richards wife who was feeding me shots.
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