As we were walking back to our tent last night we heard a very strange noise that neither of us recognised.  Dave thought he'd heard it before but he couldn't place it.  It sounded a bit like a dog yawning.  Andy informed us this morning it was a palm civet, which lives in the trees.  It must have been in the tree behind our tent.  If we hear it again tonight we're going to try and find him.

I was almost hopeful I'd be able to sleep the whole night through last night but no it seems I've picked up a habit of waking up at least three times through the night.  What was annoying last night was that it was nothing in particular that kept waking me up.  Oh well it's our last night here tonight so I've still got one more chance to try and sleep one whole night through in the bush.