We just had lunch and it's very easy to get complaisant about where you are when you're sitting in a comfy arm chair and just chattering away.  So I picked up the plates and walked back to the kitchen  and just as I walked out of the lodge I almost stepped on a gecko.  I was so lucky I didn't drop the plates.  I could see he was more scared from the funny little wriggle he did as he didn't know which way was safest to go.  I made it safely back to the kitchen and after putting down the plates, took a deep breath.  I am getting more accustomed to them, as in I don;t mind them so much sitting on the walls of the tent anymore but they do still make me jump when they surprise me like that.

This place is full of scorpions.  We put the lounge back to order today as everything had been packed away after the flood and I was brushing the seats so we could put the cushions down and Andy (the manager here) got me to stop because he's spotted a scorpion.  Now I thought they were baby scorpions we keep seeing but apparently they're fully grown and they're nastier than the big ones.  We then had a very funny scene of Andy first chasing it with his pliers from his leatherman and then Dave with his knife; and do you know what the little bugger got away.  Well Dave thinks he got him just before he went in the hole so if he is still alive he hopefully wont have a tail.  Dave also sprayed some Peaceful Sleep in there so I reckon he's a gonna.

I actually killed one myself yesterday but before you start thinking that I bravely stood and fought the thing, without running off screaming in usual Immy manner; I did it by accident.  I trod on him, completely flat as a pancake.  So not quite a courageous hunter yet.