Bats revisited

Not to belabor, but these things were utterly crazy -- and there were thousands of them each night swarming the tree outside my hotel in Cairns, Australia. Each one looks like this:

yes, I'm a giant frigging bat with a mink collar worthy of a Tzar -- and what of it? 

Since my scuba-diving trip in Cairns got cancelled, this was my best Aussie nature experience -- living that is -- that I had in North Queensland. And though the spectacled fruit bat -- a.k.a. flying fox -- is not exclusively indigenous to Oz, I think you'd be hard-pressed to find a hotel in a downtown city anywhere else in the world where you can see this every night: