Monkey stole my breakfast

There I was eating my breakfast, a lovely papaya, good for the digestion, purched yesterday especially and poof it ws not there any more. all I saw was a monkey flying straight up the garden wall with it in her hand. Kamala my sweet host had warned me but nothing quite prepares you for the stealth, she must have slowly approached and hidden for the right moment, and the speed, amazing. I reflect on the human race and how, and from where we evolved....this explaines a lot.
Off to Goa, the south, no all-night drug induced raves for me (now). going to try again to upload photos now there seems to be favourable conditions.