We serve breakfast to each room on its balcony, bringing food along this little path in the back. Sometimes a piece of fruit may drop from someone’s dish. Cele’s mentioned that he’s started seeing a little turtle there appearing in the mornings – always appearing just as in the picture – hidden, but somehow trotting away by the time of check out. Mysterious animal movement patterns? I suspect he comes out to see if it will happen to rain papayas today.