6th November 2010
We are confronted with every snake that is found in Tanzania and a very enthusiastic carer, who loves all snakes.
Let’s just say that I don’t share his enthusiasm, especially when I read some of the descriptions: A security guy who fell asleep was swallowed whole by a python. (Our security guard in Kande beach clearly never heard that story...) Then there are all the poisonous snakes that cause nerve damage at best and instant death at worst.
Ok, some snakes are completely harmless and are useful for pest control. And many snakes have a really pretty, intricate pattern, but nothing will encourage me to like one of those creatures!
All I am prepared to do is briefly touch a harmless grass (?) snake. It feels like leather that has warmed up in the sun, rather than cold and slimy as I expected.
I still decline the invitation to pick it up, whereas AH is more than happy to play with the snake.
Yes, I admit it. Even after 3 weeks in Africa, I am still a control freak, and I don’t like the idea of the snake slithering wherever it pleases.
I am so grateful that I never saw a snake out in the wild...