..and the jungle stands in ominous silence?....

it has been a busy week at the restaurant, loads of fun customers, and i kept trotting at an if not brisk at  at least a fun pace.
 today the rains are coming down again as if there will never be sun again, and the stream of guests has dried up again so to speak.
But.. i am quite tired, so i will go to bed early.... and sleep: if  nature will let me that is...
you must all have read at some time of other,those wonderful books where the hero/ and or/ heroine gets to spend the night in the jungle- involontarily most of the time. and the text will go; ' as the night falls, the jungle stands in ominous silence' - or some such... Are you kidding??? somebody- the writer in this case has not done their homework). the jungle, silent??  the jungle never, never shuts up (nor the creatures that live within, as it may be. the case.) there are always the crickets, of course: chrischris chris chrischrischris and so on. that is only one kind of course; the next cricket  goes 'chrickchrik- chrick chrick'- and the next one sounds like a cellphone, the old fashioned kind going off- all night . then there is the sound of small creatures getting killed by bigger creatures: squeek, sceetch-craaw.!! as in : game over. then there are the frogs: they sound like a myriad of symphony orchestras tuning up( all night).: brooh. boon brrooh boon... (quite soothing actually)
Add some gibbons in the distance- those are a noisy lot: bobblegobble ouuukouuk, brraaah! and some insistent night bird on some mission ofrother going: boon, booon- boon- boon. all night....
ad the wind, the river and the odd ouwl Huueehhuuhee!
ominous silence it is not....- it's a bloody racket!!