“She mustn’t look them in the eye!” said the banana seller unhelpfully: not ‘Is she ok?’
“I told her and showed her the sign but she’s only little. Maybe she didn’t understand or forgot.” I replied.
I didn’t say more as poor Daisy was crying. I managed to calm her and she was then determined to see more monkeys. Off we set.
Inside there were monkeys of all ages playing and up to all kinds of antics. We even saw one throw himself off a branch into a pool of water.
Beware your belongings, though; one tried really hard to grab stuff from my bag then to take the whole bag but was unsuccessful. I guess it’s from doing this that some monkeys had things they shouldn’t have: tissue; a water bottle; a strip of square white tablets or sweets?
I wasn’t sure what it was, took a photo then saw a member of staff so went to tell him, thinking he might try and do something about it.