A True Story From Life about Shay type critters. I lived in Venezuela from age 9 - 13. I had lots of iguana encounters. This one happened on Night One.
Men that worked there had to be In Country for 6 months before they could bring their families down.
Dad picked up Mom & me at the Maracaibo Airport. Maracaibo is on the West side of Lake Maracaibo. We were going to be living on the East side. We spent Night One at the Company Camp , near Maracaibo. The twice weekly movie was on that night. It was shown out side on a lawn with palm trees.
On the way to the Camp, we drove through a small village. To my horror There were stark naked kids every where. Boys my age and girls to about 6. This was at the dawn of time. 1946.
Noticing my shock my Dad said "Get used to it boy. That's how you'll go to school"
I had prepared for living in the jungle by reading Tarzan, Swiss Family Robinson and Jungle Book. There were NO naked kids in any of my research materials. Some how, I remained conscious.
I went into planning mode. I settled on faking a broken hip and wearing a body cast until I figured out a long term course of action.
That night we sat out on the grass, in lawn chairs. Within minutes of the movie starting a blood curdling female scream split the night.
My first thought was. Oh no! Some just broke the dress code to that poor lady" bNope.
A lady that had flown from Miami and Aruba with Mom and me had sat under a palm tree. A huge iguana fell out of the tree, squarely in her lap.
After a few months I figured her husband had the same sick sense of humor as my Dad. Every one knew to never sit under palm trees at night. Iguanas hide in palms during the day and spread Newbie terror at night.
I won't go into the scaring I suffered from my fear of living naked. I'll probably have nightmares tonight.
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