I thought about throwing a pillow at it, but then it dawned on me that it could probably catch the pillow and throw it back. And, I definitely didn't want to piss it off before I turned off the lights. (Plus, he had two somewhat smaller cousins on the other side of the room).
There are a few things that would warrant a new hotel room here in Africa. Roided up tarantula's that make their homes above your head isn't necessarily one of them. Especially if it's midnight, when there are probably no other available rooms anyway.
Obviously there are more important struggles going on in Africa than this guy watching me while I sleep. So, we just check our privilege and thank God that we woke up alive the next morning.