This is near the end of the rainy season in Tanzania. The day I arrived saw some rain. The ants don't like the rain because it floods their little ant caves and their little ant babies get the sniffles. Or something. So they "migrate" something around 10 feet to a lightly higher elevation (i.e. out of the mud puddle). Of course, the 10 feet they choose are exactly across the path from my bungalow to Paula's house, i.e. my breakfast trail. Uuugghh...
Did I mention fire ants can eat your freakin' leg off? So yeah, I BROAD JUMPED my butt over those guys. I must have set some kind of record for "jumping over fire ants en route to breakfast." Tough day.
(Second pic is zoomed in. They way bigger than regular ants!)
(Second pic is zoomed in. They way bigger than regular ants!)
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