Monkey dreams

Not sure where it came from. Might have been from the Tarzan movie, but when I was a child all I really ever wanted was a monkey. Not a puppy, not a cat. A monkey.

I always imagined I would dress it in jeans overalls and a small T-shirt and walk it around the neighborhood holding its monkey hand.

Needless to say, that never happened. So I gave up on my monkey dream.

Once I realized Kathmandu is full of monkeys, my monkey dream was again awoken. I was so excited to go to the Monkey temple where monkeys roam around freely and are not afraid of humans. But then someone spoiled the whole thing telling me monkeys are actually quite aggressive and dangerous.

I got so freaked out that I no longer wanted to see monkeys outside of the cages. At the monkey temple, I kept looking over my shoulder and ducking when birds would fly over me thinking it’s a full monkey attack. I was somewhat relieved to see there were people there, and they are not being attacked, but still I kept my eyes wide open.

One thing about these monkeys is they are big. They are not cute little creatures you see in Hollywood comedies. No, no, these are some big pieces of monkey ass. And they look mean too, walking around claiming their space. You can see them if you go to certain parts of town, like Monkey temple area, or sometimes you can spot them jumping around telephone poles.