Gambia Part 2

This may be a bit confusing. I an writing this from Cadiz, Spain and the keyboard is so worn out that the letters are gone and I have to remember where they are from memory and it is driving me crazy. Tomorrow we leave the ship in Lisbon and are on our own for 3 days.
Lamiñ Lodge is an eco friendly all wood restaurant in the middle of a mangrove swamp. Green velvet monkeys roam freely and will steal the food, your camera and water whenever they can. A man stands near the table with a stick to warn them. They are, however, cheeky and adorable. The restaurant, reached by a long rickety bridge was equally as shaky in structure. The floor over the swamp was half 4 inch logs nailed together with spaces big enough to see the water beneath or some sand. At one point during lunch one of the monkeys reached his hand up between the slats and grabbed my sandal. After lunch we took a short dugout canoe ride paddled by 2 men , each named Abraham.Abraham1 asked Bert to send him to dental school. He politely declined.
On the way back to Banjul we made one last stop at a croc park noted for its miraculous waters- fertility- no thanks. There we met, pet and posed for pictures with Charlie- world's tamest croc. I guess he is but, to be honest, after I pet him I walked a few feet away to take a picture and he made a quick turn and started towards me. For about 10 seconds I panicked as there was a tree blocking my escape. His mouth was open but fortunately he stopped about 3 feet away and I ducked under the tree and away. We said goodby to The Gambia- and I mean goodbye!. It is apparently the 4th poorest country on earth. Little to recommend it other than a warm-hot climate. Maybe they can make a go of tourism but they will have to pick up a lot of garbage and put in sewers rather than use the streets.