A line of coconut palms down the beach, thick with insects after dark — fat mosquitoes and horseflies — and therefore the hunting ground of six extremely territorial fruit bats.
They will tell you things if you are polite, and they were the ones who reported that some man was holed up in their cave making noise and keeping them awake all day.
They have since been taught that you can carry a crab up into the air and drop it onto a rock, and have flown off to the sandbar to put this into practice.
Visited: Session 1.