There were tree frogs in my tent all the time at Tena Tena; one of them especially loved to hide out in the side zipper compartment of my duffel ..and I let him, of course because I thought it was kinda adorable for an amphibian.
But when I was packing I had to make him get out and zipped up the side pocket to make sure he didn't sneak back in when I wasn't looking. He was about the size of a bottle of eye drops.
Meanwhile, this other teeny-ninesy guys slips into my TSA required liquid carry-on quart sized plastic bag. I didn't even see him until I pulled out my bag in the Virgin Clubhouse in Heathrow as I was going to take a shower ..and he was still alive! That little bag was totally crammed into a side pocket, how he was not smashed to smithereens is a wonder.
To give you an idea of scale for this photo he is sitting in the bag on top of trial sized tubes of creams. Wee bugger!
I didn't know what to do with him so I asked a Virgin staffer if she had any ideas. They let me take him up to their rooftop garden and set him free. He is now an illegal alien living in London.
OMG, I would love to have little frogs like that get smuggled home! Er, except our cats would then eat them.
I think the garden is much much better :)
Posted by: Jenn | June 11, 2011 at 09:16 AM