At the Serena Lodge in Amboseli, Kenya, there were monkeys with bright turquoise balls roaming around …
At the Kichwa Tembo Tented Camp in the Masai Mara, Kenya, there were warthogs nosing around outside our tent …
… and Harry the Hyrax in the woods raising a ruckus every night … (seriously, this little guy is very, very loud!) …
Also at Kichwa Tembo, there was the horrible, terrible, scary bug with pincers coming out of its backside that was too frightening to photograph. (It turned out to be a little grasshopper, probably a cricket.) And, daddy, it laid eggs on our bed! (They were seeds, perhaps thrown into the tent by a mischievous monkey who took advantage of incomplete flap-zipping and then, maybe, peed on the porch. Thanks, Rensen, for cleaning it all up!)
In our Stuy Town rental in New York, there were some cockroaches, but luckily no bed bugs (they were in the unit that we were originally supposed to rent).
And in Long Beach Island, in addition to grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, we’ve had these:
No, I did not let the boys put salt on it.