Look at me holding a chameleon!

This is the last on the series of the Staff meeting Fred, my pet chameleon  (if you are new to this blog - please back-track about a week so you are in the loop) - and I am only including these pics because of the great sense of humor shown by the 2 Bedroom Maids......

The African fear of a chameleons was not limited to Preacher - and many of the Staff exhibited superb self-preservation skills when meeting him unexpectedly in the hotel. Unfortunately may of the reactions were simply way too fast for me and the little camera to catch, so here are just a sample.....

This was Joseph, the old chef. He was trapped in the wash-up area by Fred, and his only recourse was to hide behind the small towel he uses to remove hot trays from the oven.....

Thomas the waiter - in defensive posture....

Febi the Maid seemed particularly taken when Fred puffed out his throat (as he does when threatened) revealing bright yellow skin underneath...

And so we come to the two maids - Febi and Preacher. Having had the living daylights scared out of them by Fred, they waited a couple of hours, and then went around the hotel scaring the rest of the Staff a second time with their own "chameleon"! Who says Africa can't laugh at itself?

What they would do was walk up behind someone, tap them on the shoulder and say "Look at me holding the chameleon", then shriek with mirth as the unfortunate victim took off at a rate of knots! (Just as they themselves had done when I first showed them Fred).

Scary - or what?

And so ends another day at La Rochelle!