First page of the kyoto archive.
hey, hey we’re the monkeys!
Posted by jessica on Sep 1, 2009 with No Comments
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in photography, Thoughts and Feelings, video
as baby monkey, boxing gloves, Feeding, feeding time, hyperbole, Japan, kyoto, load, monkey, monkey mountain, monkeys, mountain, sign
The magic of today is hard to even express, really.
But I am going to try, and luckily I have some pictures to aid in the process.
When you hear Monkey Mountain, you have a pretty good idea of what to expect. Namely, a mountain on which there are many many monkeys.
But actually going there? Seeing it? Playing with the monkeys? Feeding them?
Just amazing.
Thrilling.
Transcendent.
We knew we were on the right trail when we came upon this sign,
and I was sure hoping that the monkey with the boxing gloves was hyperbole.
and I was sure hoping that the monkey with the boxing gloves was hyperbole. Cause…yikes.
And then we crested the mountain and saw them.
Chilling.
With intelligence in their eyes and fingers that are uncannily human.
Once we were actually with the monkeys, we saw one more rule that we hadn’t seen before at the bottom of this sign.
The problem was that since we didn’t know exactly what putting a load on outside entailed, it was hard for us to make sure that we weren’t doing it. But that didn’t stop us from pointing out that we were pretty sure one or the other of us was putting a load on and the person in question had better stop before that monkey put on his boxing gloves and made us all cry uncle.
Chilling.
With intelligence in their eyes and fingers that are uncannily human.
Once we were actually with the monkeys, we saw one more rule that we hadn’t seen before at the bottom of this sign.
The problem was that since we didn’t know exactly what putting a load on outside entailed, it was hard for us to make sure that we weren’t doing it. But that didn’t stop us from pointing out that we were pretty sure one or the other of us was putting a load on and the person in question had better stop before that monkey put on his boxing gloves and made us all cry uncle. And the babies, well they pretty much stole my heart.
Especially when one chirped, ran towards me, and wrapped his velvet little self around my ankle and started climbing up my leg.
I am not gonna lie and say that I wasn’t somewhat terrified when his mother came towards me and wondered fleetingly if letting a baby monkey wrap his silky arms around your ankle was in fact putting a load on. She got closer and closer and I just froze. We all felt relieved when she simply grabbed her errant baby from my leg and went on her way.
Especially when one chirped, ran towards me, and wrapped his velvet little self around my ankle and started climbing up my leg.
I am not gonna lie and say that I wasn’t somewhat terrified when his mother came towards me and wondered fleetingly if letting a baby monkey wrap his silky arms around your ankle was in fact putting a load on. She got closer and closer and I just froze. We all felt relieved when she simply grabbed her errant baby from my leg and went on her way. Phew.
And here are some short clips I took of the monkeys…babies playing together, their feeding time outside with us, and when we got to feed them from inside this cage (for our own protection).
If you care to see these adorable little buddies in action, take a look.
And really, my time with the monkeys may have just trumped all that I’ve done so far in Japan.
