I have never in my experience known the sun as I do right now. We are practically neighbors. In the morning I try macheteing coconuts, but alas, I need to call upon my audacious friend the honey badger to complete this task for me.
"Let it release, pick it up, put it DOWN." She casts the blade into it, gets it stuck-in-there-real good. Brings it down.
"Miss your thumb, or MISS your thumb" she says.
I am over the dreaded Giardia now. I was present with it for two days. Only once did I cave into mammalian empathy, and a motherly current of chamomile tea flooded my body, leaving my flora looking like wet stick bugs.