there's a little isle on the lake that's inhabited by monkeys.
the story goes that a scientist brought the monkeys to the isle to study them.
but then the scientist got sick and left, leaving the monkeys to fend for themselves.
since they don't swim nor are there many fruiting trees on that isle
the monkeys rely on humans for fruit hand outs.
we fed them mangos and this unidentifiable red fruit that tasted like pumpkin.
this little guy was the outcast of the bunch. pobre mono.
and rob likes mangos too.
