Food, Fun, and Monkeys: Expats In Costa Rica Meet The Howlers

A troop of howler monkeys live in the mango trees outside our cabina.

There's The Patriarch, who sounds exactly like your crotchety old uncle belching politics at the dinner table.

Then there's a Junior male, who alternately throws tantrums fruit and takes naps, like teenage boys the world over.

The two Mamas are usually pretty chill, and make soft hooting or grunting noises at the two wee babies.

In Seattle we didn't even know our neighbors. 

I can understand them perfectly.  Turns out learning Monkey is way easier than learning Spanish.

Watching baby monkeys play is more relaxing than Valium, more fun than a sack of hundred dollar bills, and funnier than Donald Trump's toupee. 

Filming them with an eye-phone is tricky, but Husband captured this exclusive footage.

Content Note: The film you're about to see is not graphic and will not be disturbing to certain viewers.  Viewer indiscretion is advised.

The Howlers at Cobano

If only they would pee on Donald Trump's head.