A Night Time Encounter

I still had my eyes half closed as I stumbled back to bed from night time toilet trip, torch in one hand. I’d reached the mosquito net and was about to start searching for the opening when a thought finally forced it’s way past the haze of sleepiness fogging my brain. Something had been moving in the bathroom as I’d turned and closed the door.

Moving? Nothing should be moving, should it?

I tried to dismiss it as a fragment of dream. It was pitch dark on the island now the day’s electricity was done. I was half asleep. It was probably some combination of flashing torchlight, blurry vision and squinting creating an optical illusion.

No. It was definitely a snake.

Snake! Instantly, I was awake. I turned back to the door and, re-opening it slowly, scanned the wall with my torch.

I froze.

Yup. There it was. A thin, green snake squeezing itself out from a gap at the edge of the tiles around the wash basin, tongue flicking the air. Its body curved out about 30cm from the wall, like it was being charmed horizontally. Like, I thought dimly, the toy snakes made of plastic links that writhe slowly when you hold them by the tail. Except I could see this snake’s muscles contort as it pushed more of its body into the room.

Then it saw me.

It froze.

We gazed at one another for a while, our noses a mere metre apart, unsure of how to address the sudden appearance of this stranger into our night time wanderings. I cocked my head to the side. So, too, did the snake.

I shrugged and stepped back. My thoughts had strayed momentarily to the two sleeping kids in the bed behind me but apart from initiating some kind of midnight snake fight, there didn’t seem much to be done. In the bathroom, the snake seemed to reach a similar conclusion. Reversing its contortions, it started shrinking back into the wall.

I closed the door, covered the gap underneath with a heavy bag, and, getting back into bed with a yawn, made sure the mosquito net was tucked in very, very tight.

5 thoughts on “A Night Time Encounter

  1. Why do these things always occur at our lowest ebb.
    Our problem was cockroachs , although not so potentially dangerous.
    One did fall on my head though when I was being ill in the bathroom.
    You were very brave.

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  2. My God! One of my worst nightmares!!!!!!! In what island was this???? Do not tell me Koh Jum!!!!! I know when one travels into these beautiful places they are out there, but, to ‘meet’ them is another thing…. and in the middle of the night is definitely no help. I am impressed how cool you acted upon the situation. Nice one!
    If you guys are passing by Koh Muk, pay a visit to Bryan, an australian who serves the coldest beers on the island 🙂 and his wife cooks the best Thai’s northeast meal! Enjoy your adventures!

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