As I said on a previous occasion, you don’t have to pay for that. I only tried to speak with the people to know the whole story and then report them to a gibbon sanctuary in the hope of them being seized.
The next year, I was in Bali and visited the Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary, in Ubud, located in the center of the country. The southern pig-tailed macaque are considered sacred there and completely dominate the place.
They do as they please. There I saw monkey cracking open fruits with rocks, other stealing bottles of water or sodas, and hundreds of baby macaque playing.
A very young one that was bathing in a fountain, got out of it and decided to dry itself with the pareo I was wearing, and confidently at that!
I was able to see macaques from three species, the langurs and a member of the Colobinae subfamily on my way to Malaysia. The encounters with my friends the monkeys continued.
Needless to say that I could spend hours observing them and playing with the babies… but when it came to the adult males, I lacked the boldness to do so!
Author: Helena Aroyo