A clang in the night. More noises. What the hell? Really big gecko, bat? And an occasional very noisy boat cracks across the little bay but I had a good sleep and feel very much better. Refreshed.
A boat comes back here at 6am. The cook and her husband with big rubbish bin pails of clean water. And containers of food.
At breakfast (banana pancakes) Chiara told us about her nightmare.. she dreamt there were rats all around her. Then she felt like her bed was moving. She woke and her bed was vibrating.
She ran next door to Claudia who said , “maybe you were just having a bad dream. ” “ No, no. There is a rat inside my mattress.” Together they went with a torch and could see the mattress vibrating and the rat moving from one end of the mattress to the other. And beneath the sheet a huge hole chewed out of the corner of her mattress.
Chiara was adamant “I’m not going back to that room. ” On about the third telling, I said , “oh you have the best story. I’m envious.”
“Oh it’s available “she says. “The room is yours. The experience is available ”
It became the running joke of the day.
By midday it was going to be Chiara’s new business. Rat mattress massage.

I don’t think you’ve been here if you haven’t got a rat story. The night before Cal was awoken by a rat rolling his peanut paste jar across the floor .