To the bar …

At breakfast time!

The call came, “There’s an anteater at the bar”.

The breakfast room cleared in a flash and we all headed down the path, past a couple of lagoons, ignoring the Caimans and Capybaras, a Sunbittern and Rufesent Tiger Herons.

And there it was, outside the bar, meandering across a grassy patch towards the road, majestic and weird …

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