Emi tok tasol

Some days the words just fly through my fingers and on to the screen. Today was like that. Everything seemed to just work. But it's not always like that. Yesterday, when I set myself a double target after my day at the zoo, it was much harder work. Nothing seemed to make sense, I felt like each word had to be squeezed out. But I persevered and met my target. Was very happy to get there too. I'd decided to write first and walk after and wonder in retrospect if that was a good idea.

Today I walked first (it was about 4 deg C). I didn't enjoy the walk in the afternoon any less, just wonder if the early walk helps to wake me up and get my head in a good place for writing. Guess when I'm walking tomorrow?

My lovely zoo guide Rosemary called in briefly today with some photocopied articles. There were a couple of questions (in the millions I asked) that she felt she'd not been able to answer adequately. I now know that hippos do have a ruminant-like compartmented stomach. I also learned about why South American fauna is so diverse and different from other areas (it's to do with the time before it became linked to North America.

I also relived my PNG days with a partially translated pigin english booklet which was designed to encourage PNG people to stop hunting the endangered tree kangaroo. I was surprised to see how much of it I could understand.

I called in at the bookshop again today. Apparently Ebi is on order and they're checking about Kora. Fingers crossed.