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You got that right about sounds in the night. A slithering snake sound nearby at 3 am whilst observing near a frog pond is spine-chilling. I get dive-bombed by night raptors at least once a night, probably checking to see if my stocking hat is edible. A jackal tribe howls to high heaven once or twice a night, probably consoling each other because the kudu are just too darn tough to chew. And nothing is so unearthly as the midnight arrival of a flock of spoonbills, calling like a carillon at the far end of a tunnel. With neighbours like these, I'm glad I'm too big to eat.
Where were you in Zam? I have friends who teach in remote villages. It's still a wonderful place to live. The mozzies agree, unfortunately.
=Dana
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