Where The Wild Things Are
I would just like to preface that I am writing this while listening to Christmas with Dean Martin. Let it Snow has a whole new meaning when there is absolutely no chance of it happening whatsoever. School is officially out today and I thought might be good to update you with what has been keeping me busy as of late. I have officially declared war on the giant bugs of this country. When I said I was tired of the routine Africa must have heard and decided to mix it up by sending these delightful creatures for my amusement. Some of the local fauna are absolutely amazing. I went hiking and ran into a meerkat checking me out from a far. Manage to run into a family of baboons. They are really cool. I at first heard what I thought was a human yelling but inaudibly. This caused minor concern because technically I was on a farmer’s property and neglected to ask permission. My host mom said it would be all right though. Then coming down from the peak I ran into this grey furry thing rather unexpectantly. It was a baboon! It ran around the peak to its family, its enlarged pink buttocks flailing in the wind. Spent the rest of the afternoon just stalking them and enjoying their antics.
That was about 2 weeks ago. I was feeling pretty adventurous having gone out into the wilderness and surviving. Well, last week nature came inside. I was just chilling in my bed playing Chrono Trigger on my laptop. A sweet old SNES game for those interested. And I heard this clicking sound. Now, I thought nothing of it because I had a fan blowing and my shower curtain in that direction makes a similar noise in the breeze. Then a movement caught my eye. Instinctively I swatted at this giant spider/scorpion thing (I have to decide what it was for it cannot climb walls all that well but I don’t remember seeing a tail) Anyway the thing literally was the size of a small mouse and I wound u chasing the thing all over the house with futile attempts to kill it. It finally ran under a cabinet that I could not quite reach and resorted to trapping it there. The next morning I found it escaped. Two days later another friendly spider wandered out while I was watching TV. Staring at me from its lofty perch I saw my chance for revenge. Roughly the diameter of a pool ball he presented a formable opponent for I managed to twist my ankle and almost take out some curtains in my attempts to kill it. Only the next day did I manage to survey the scene and see I was successful in my campaign. Later that night the spiders kid brother visited me in the kitchen and that was a little easier of a battle.
Upon talking to my host mom apparently they will only get worse as the rain continues. Yippee. Though all those ones apparently aren’t dangerous. It is the ones the size of quarters you have to watch out for. Well lucky for me my cat was patting at my pants laying on the ground. Upon investigation a black spider the size of a quarter came scurrying out. Of course my good for nothing cat was about as helpful as all the other campaigns and merely watched as I chased this one until I eventually got this one as well.
Two things I have learned from this, when I move out get a cat that is not lazy and two sleep comes a lot harder when you know what bed bugs are actually crawling around when one is trying to rest.
Happy studying to those still in school. ; )
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