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 …
