If the red bathroom curtain had blown up in the wind, hostellers would have seen the little song and dance I found myself doing while brushing my teeth tonight. When Mosquitos are present I like to flail my limbs (I would flail my muffin top if I had such control over my body) because in my head, such actions make it harder for them to land and bite. When I’m feeling particularly threatened i’ll emit a whine while doing so.
After washing my hands and commencing brushing I noticed two Mosquitos hanging out on the curtain next to me and tried in the best way possible to kill one without contaminating my hand. I failed, and one of the Mosquitos flew off. While I tracked its movement (all the while brushing) I checked the curtain and noticed the other one was missing, then saw it chilling on my thigh. Thinking it had just landed, I did a little dance to shake it off.
A few minutes later I’m distracting myself with this blog so as not to scratch like mad on the spot I now know the mosquito successfully bit. The sheet is rubbing ever so lightly against the swelling bite, teasing me to scratch it hard – something I will restrain from doing until I’m inevitably scratching through the night. And now, someone else in the room is scratching their bites and it’s all I can do to keep me from going to town. Le sigh.
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