The First Morning in Paradise

I'm confident in saying that yesterday morning was the first time I considered murdering a frog.

We're at Casa Zen in Playa St. Teresa. Sometime after dawn and during my hangover it started. I was awoken by a long series of clicks followed by a buzz. The clicks were hard, sharp, and fast, like a person rolling his R's, followed by the heavy buzz. I'm pretty sure it was was a frog.

In the middle of the nightI was awoken by some other howling sound. I'm not sure how to describe it. I was half awake and thought at the time it was like the slaughtering of a pig. But it wasn't high pitched enough. I also want to describe it like the howling of a alley cat but that's not really right either. I began to think it was some animal making another animal dinner but it went on for too long and happened over and over.

Anyway, jungle sounds all the time. It's awesome!