Log Entry 160917.190

We slept well last night, although we did have a number of visitors of the four-legged variety. The big, ginger tomcat was most conspicuous but he wasn't alone. He came with friends—at least a couple of dozen and they were all equally large.

It was warm when we settled down for the night so we had left the flaps open on the tents with just the mosquito nets in place. It meant we could lie in our sleeping bags and look out, just in case the villagers returned.

They didn't. Only the cats came.

They came into camp and peered at us with eyes that glowed brightly in the moonlight. They came right up to the netting and looked in at us, staring directly into our eyes. It was almost a procession as they came by, one by one, and inspected us. They were very curious about us indeed.

Other than that, the night was uneventful.

I like uneventful.