Cock-a-doodle-doo

I had trouble sleeping last night because a rooster decided to start crowing, and wouldn’t stop. Not that a rooster crowing is unexpected down here in Peru; things are pretty rural here. However, I’m on the third floor of a hotel and I didn’t expect to have this particular problem because I’m so far from the ground.

Apparently, the person who lives in the building next door has a menagerie, and they keep their farm animals on the roof, as one does.

Fortunately I had some earplugs with me and was able to get back to sleep. Otherwise, I would have been up half the night.